Wake up, wake up! A rooster
crow, an alarm clock, and our guide’s voice played over the intercom at 6:30 am
to wake us up for piranha fishing. We
fell out of our hammocks to get dressed and took our motor canoes to another
isolated house on the water. The guides
distributed long sticks with lines and hooks on them, which made movement
awkward in the short hut, and the sticks often hit the slanted roof or other
students. Piranha bait is small cuts of
beef, and they are good at getting it off the hook without being caught. There were only a few piranha catches and one
miscellaneous fish catch before the beef ran out and we tendered back to our
riverboats for breakfast.
We
later spent a couple hours hiking through the rainforest and learning about
survival techniques and herbal medicines.
The heat was unbearable and we were drenched in sweat. We then transferred to another shore to visit
a small village and learn about its customs.
Afterward, we piled into the riverboat for the last time and napped in our
hammocks on the way back. We made it
almost all the back to the ship – the other riverboats were already there –
when a marina police boat pulled us over.
Let me just say that getting pulled over at sea is really awkward. We were allowed to go on to the ship, but the
cops stayed on our riverboat the rest of the way.
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