Crap. Tyler "the adventurer" made a bad move. I'm stuck and have few options. Walking the town for hours, I searched for anyone that might be able to give me guidance. Apparently, no such person exists. Next, I went to the office of the "Captania" to inquire about what boats from Guayaramerin would be setting sail. I needed to get to Trinidad. Turns out that one boat would be leaving for Trinidad at 6:00 p.m. that evening. This would be a six-day passing. I considered the possibility.
Before jumping to a decision, though, I wanted to check on flight availability. None. Flights were full until the 25th. The boat became my primary option. Returning to it, I hopped onto its deck and assessed the conditions that I'd be subjected unto. Not good. "Bilbito" would not be hosting me on this arduous journey - I decided. Only one other option remained. With my backpack stuffed, I squezzed into a "camino" with four other sweaty Bolivians, and we drove to Riberalta.
Four times larger than Guayaramerin, the city of Riberalta also entertains with a smell that is four times as pungent! Arriving early in the evening, I went directly to the office of Amazonas Airlines. Literally, the employee was closing the storefront as I pulled up. We looked at all flight possibilities; she told me that I could catch a flight to Trinidad in two days. "Sold!"
Aiming to get on a flight the next day, I went to the small airport and asked to be on standby. To my appeasement, this worked and I somehow ended up in Lima that evening. My adventure into the Amazon was a disappointment yet an adventure in its own right! I hold no regrets.
- Tyler
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