• Day 148 - Manaus Departure

    September 26, 1974 in Brazil

    We moved our camp closer to the port last night so we wouldn’t miss the boat if it arrived early.

    I didn’t sleep well because I had one too many beers yesterday. Wally slept in his new hammock for the first time and said he only woke up once.

    By 11 AM, there was still no news about the boat. So, Peter, Wally, and I went fishing off the pier. But we didn’t have to bathe the lures for very long.

    Around 3 PM, Ursula had just served us a delicious vegetable soup when we spotted a boat that looked like it could be ours. It was a tugboat pushing two huge metal barges loaded with concrete bags.

    An official came over to confirm that it was ours and that we could board any time. We packed up our stuff and were on board within an hour. Our campers are parked in a bit of space at the back end of the first barge.

    The transport sailed off that night while we were asleep. The captain had apparently been briefed that we were officially on board as European photographers, documenting the Amazon waterways.

    It was a miracle that a solution presented itself within just a few days, allowing us to continue the journey.

    A little BS does work sometimes.

    Stats: Miles 18, Expenses $0.45
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