We were at our hotel close to the Amazon River. We walked down the hill to meet the tour guide who was taking us to the floating market. Lex went into the guide’s house. He fell softly into the water because he was too close to one of the two flimsy walls. The tour guide lived in a floating house with five people
The market was a terrible place to be. The market had snakes in bottles, guinea pigs in cages with as many as they could stuff in the cages. Monkeys were running around. The most disgusting thing was the black chicken, it was covered in flies. I’m not joking it was d-scusting. People were buying it. People were touching me as one person told me something in a language I didn’t understand. Sally said it meant “You are pretty.” The same woman touched my camera and my hair. It was nasty. Lex and I almost threw up, her hands were covered in gunk.
To top it off, we were leaving the market when we found out the tour guide was drunk. Sally said I’m not paying this guy at all. He said we were going to the floating market and we didn’t. We went to the d-scusting market. o
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