Shangri La

Our jungle paradise was set high on a cliff over the Napo River which is one of the tributaries of the Amazon River.

Aahhhh! Dana and I spend many hours up here.

The lodge had a pet tarantula that would emerge each night after dinner. My new little friend was light and soft.

The bartender forced me to drink ayahuasca, a horribly potent homebrew made from that pile of leaves. It tasted like lava.