So, I have arrived in Iquitos for my first trip. It is like the Wild West. There is an intensity about working in the jungle that I have not been able to pinpoint. This is the first time I have worked in an area like this. I had just gotten a grip on my regular life in Lima with two jobs and my new home.

Enter the room, Iquitos.

Enter the room, on the ground management of a project in the jungle.

Enter several new coworkers. I am living in the apartment of the project, sleeping next to our meeting room.

To say, I am already in the mud. I am already in the process, the community. I am already in all of this. Where else could I be, really? In the recent words of my mom, “Where aren´t you going?”