I don’t need to use a paternity test to prove that my daughter is in fact my daughter. You can tell by looking at her travel resume. Some years ago i thought I’d lose her to this country because she kept extending her stay. Granted she was there to work, as I can claim for most of the exotic places I’ve been. If I told you these were her sleeping quarters, might you guess where this watershed is located,
or even which waterway had her sleeping on a hammock?
Here’s a closer look at the water, and the sights
along it. Guess yet?
And yes, she took photos of commercial traffic.
The next set I really appreciate although light was fading. Below, let’s start with a [dark] bow shot, and then a series that you can mosaic in your mind.
That’s a trailer loaded with propane canisters. There’s a clue: Muricituba is a town in the state of Ceará, which happens to be nowhere near this waterway.
That’s a long barge, with quite a few tractor trailers and
and pieces of construction equipment, all heading upriver and pushed by
a tugboat [rebocador] named Iguana.
And the watershed is . . . the Amazon. All these photos were taken upstream of Macapá, her departure point. The photos were taken in 2010.
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July 20, 2022 at 1:47 pm
Juan Manuel Grijalvo
Reblogged this on El blog de Juan Manuel Grijalvo… and commented:
Brasil.
July 20, 2022 at 9:21 pm
tugster
gracias, Juan
July 21, 2022 at 7:03 pm
Mary Greydanus
Be proud of your fabulous daughter!