Demarcation Diaries
9 September 2001
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The heat really got to us at midday, more so than usual.
Jan and I decided to have an extended bath and soon others
joined in. The river is the right place to be, it has a comfortable
temperature and no bugs can bite you. Our activity stirred
up the Deni who came to the port side of the ship to look.
Nine of them stood there for a long time and stared at us
with a puzzled expression. |
"They look at us like we are crazy, do you think they know something
we don't?" I asked the others.
"Well, we are taking a long bath in an alligator-infested river,"
Ian said, "so maybe they are right."
When I rode the current and swam along the starboard side of
the ship, the Deni on the lower deck pointed at me, yelled a lot
(I could only make out the word Jacare) and laughed so hard they
almost tipped over. I think that they simply didn't understand
what we were doing.
The Deni themselves only take quick baths, washing themselves
and getting out again. They probably couldn't figure out why anyone
in their right mind would sit in the river for an hour, especially
since they don't appear to be the least bothered by the heat.
Later a boat arrived with some Deni who were sick. Apparently
word had gotten around that there are an abundance of gringo
doctors here. With combined effort and extensive use of their
anti-malaria chemistry kit, the medics could diagnose the
patients with non-specific fever and non-specific stomach
ache, though definitely not malaria. Pills were handed out
and the patients departed with their families. |
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Tomorrow we will start the actual demarcation and I guess you
can say that the project is now underway.
Steve
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