I can under­stand why Pad­ding­ton Bear needed a duffle coat in Eng­land if he was used to the heat of the Amazon. We stepped off the plane and instantly felt the muggy love.

The boat ride to Explorer’s inn was already amaz­ing. We saw turtles on the Tam­bopata river bank and macaws and other won­der­ful things. I’d be upload­ing photos right now except that my com­puter decided to die about an hour ago, pos­sibly due to get­ting wet, but that story comes later.

Walk­ing from the boat to the lodge we saw a family of red howler mon­keys over­head, which was just incred­ible. They had a little baby with them too.

After sunset, we went for a night walk (mmm, DEET) and listened to the sounds of the jungle and saw a tarantula and heard won­der­ful local ghost stor­ies from our guide, Milthon. We were glad of our yellow fever and typhoid vac­cin­a­tions. The number of insects out there is intense!

We ate and then went to bed around 9.30pm, exhausted from our early start and with news from Milthon that we had to be up at 4am to walk 5km to the lake. Eep!