Night in the jungle

Barto said he had a surprise for us.

We left the house with only two red headlamps, rubber boots, and curiosity. The jungle at night makes you listen, watch, and feel everything differently.

After a few meters Barto stopped and pointed his machete at a hole in the ground.
“Tarantula bebé,” he said. Three little ones… and then I saw her - mama Tarantula. My heart was racing like in that Harry Potter scene with the spiders.

Later we drifted silently down the Amazon on the boat. No motor, no lights. Just Barto and Teresa paddling slowly through the dark jungle.

Above us the sky was full of stars, the Milky Way and Luna shining bright. Along the riverbanks tiny luminescent worms were glowing in the sand.

It felt unreal.
In that moment I felt like I had seen a secret world…

The night kept unfolding with many more moments, each one worth remembering.Read more