The village woman showed us how to make Yucca bread. We dug up the Yucca root, ( looks like a sweet potato) , then we all stripped it, grated it, squeeze it dry, then cooked it on a hot stone. It looked like a very thin pizza crust when it was done.
I don't care how many dirty hands touched it....I was starving and I ate it and I liked it.
After lunch we went further down the river to the hut were the shaman does his rituals. He spend a great deal of time explaining how he became a shaman, what his purpose in the village is and the rituals. All shaman take a drug for the rituals that produce visions or hallucinations similar to LSD ( none available for sampling) It is from these visions that they see illnesses, forecast the future, determine the purpose of life etc. After his presentation he passed over every person and preformed a ceremony in our group and told us the energy he felt from each of us........Jorge and I scored the highest energy. 👍😊👏.
We left the shaman and headed back to the camp. When we got there, we headed up for a siesta. I went to move something on the bed and there was the big frog. When it jumped, AL and I screamed like we were being attacked. One of the kitchen workers came running up, swooped the frog with one hand and brought it out for release. Yes, we are wimps.
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