Valo do Javari - Brasil

It seems like years have passed since I left for Colombia, only to find myself in front of this computer screen once again. Just a short time ago, we were so far from even a morsel of civilization; so much unlike now, surrounded by the excess we bathe in everyday.

We made it; to this remote tribe called the Marubo, where a cigarette, a T-shirt or sugar was Christmas and Easter combined and cause for celebration. Four days one way in a forty foot wooden boat... read more