Ms. Jesson met us at the airport in Iquitos and got us through customs without a second glance, just by picking up our luggage and saying, "They're with me" or something equivalent. She also had a taxi waiting. As we were driving thru town, she told us that it would be better if we left for Jessonia on Thursday, which gives us a full day in Iquitos. Then we got a flat tire from El Pothole Grande. We stopped somewhere and got it pumped up. We started up again, turned the corner, then the engine died. Fortunately, Jesson's nephew was passing by and offered to give us a lift to the hotel in his pick-up. Being game, Ann, Mum and I rode in the back with Jasmine and Pas rode up front. What fun!