Don't Mess With Me, I've Got Chicken Strength!

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The title: That is something that Kelly (the little girl on the bus from Maraba to Belem) said to us at one point. I don't know what it means, but it makes me happy.

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quick tour of nastiness I have stepped in on the trip while not paying attention
1: Sick Dog (hopefully) Poo
2: Filthy Flood Sludge- Ok, this one needs some explanation... the gutters here have nastiness flowing through them 24 hours a day. The water is white, with a sort of brown film that builds up in places. It has white hairy stuff growing in it as well as lots of algae. The sludge underneath this beautiful cascade is slimy and I sank ankle deep into it after going shin deep in the water.
3: Kicked a dead rotting thing
4: A plate of god knows what

I think that is all

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So we went into the Jungle yesterday and visited a self sustained community in Virgin Rainforest. They are Fair Trade, Ecological, Organic producers of natural latex. They plant the trees in the forest and then bleed the milk from them for about 20 years before the trees die. They are a fragile tree they say and can not survive without peoples help and they do not clear cut nor destroy any of the

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