Andrew, Julie, and I talked that evening for some time, all lying in our
hammocks listening to the frogs and crickets, drinking our cervejas.
Then we finally succumbed to the night. The next morning, it was early
to rise, and then hop on the boat for the ride back.
However, once we got to the bus stop, things started to get a bit dicey.
The bus was an hour late, and while the pastry-covered cheese and fried
cheese sticks were awesome, we were still a bit panicked about making
our flight — 3 PM. So, 10 AM, we’re on the bus to Manaus.
Fortunately, we made good time, arriving in Manaus at 12:45. Antonio was
there, and we booked it to the Hotel Ideal, the youth hostel where
Andrew and Julie stayed, to get their stuff, and then to the Hotel
Tropical for me to check out and get my stuff. Then, over to the
airport, were we arrived at 1:55. Plenty of time. We then stood in line
for quite some time and eventually got on the flight to Sao Paulo.
We parted at São Paulo… I was staying for a few days to visit MS
Brasil, and Andrew and Julie were heading home on American and
Continental, respectively. We didn’t have a long stay in the Amazon, and
we were all wishing we had 3-4 more days up there, but it was still an
amazing experience that we’ll treasure for many, many years.