Stories from Iquitos

Iquitos, Peru at the headwaters of the Amazon has been my stomping grounds since 1999 when I was captured by the Mayoruna Indians (Cat People). I built a retirement crate at the International Shamańs Conference to study ayahuasca, walked from Iquitos to Nauta along the carretera when it was a jungle path, have had my share of scrapes with the Belen thugs, Policia, and government officials, visited the prisons, nuthouse and abandoned buildings, hiked thousands of miles of jungle trails, hoboed Peru's major rivers and tributaries, been medivaćd out three times, met the principals of the exquisite expatriate population, and bought a home owned by a ghost. That's Iquitos, and these are my true stories.