Iquitos is medicine. This is a new topic.

Chilicana fish soup for lunch at the Regional Hospital

I adore being in Iquitos. There is something about the wildness of the place, the singsongy way that people speak Spanish, the ongoing heat, the trash around me, the purposefulness of the project, all the fish I eat, the Amazonian fruits. There is something about the windy Amazon river I see from the airplane and as I eat lunch. Maybe it is because I spend an inordinate amount of time at pools. It has been a healing force of good. I could not ask for hard-working, bigger vision coworkers. I have a grand sense of blessing in being here, three or four times over.

Iquitos has a crazed feeling to it, but the work I am doing drives me to focus using every skill I painstakely learned at my last job. It is a house for connection with new Peruvian friends who are definitely interesting characters. I have to more to say about this, but for now I am sipping on a Camu Camu Sour.