Had quite an adventure there. First I entered through south via Brazilian border and went up to georgetown. But midway in a control, I exchange contacts with a US girl that was working in the Peace corps as she invited me to couchsurf into her place. But as I was travelling without cell I had first to find a place with internet in georgetown to contact once there. For whatever reason, my laptop charger was not working either, so I randomly entered to a restaurant where I asked for a meal and I saw someones charger that worked with mine. And I ask the woman if I could use it and she said yes. I ended speaking with her for a long hour and able to contact my couchsurfing contact and when I went to pay, it resulted that the woman was the owner and she didn't let me pay and left to my couchsurfing contact. There I spend a few days. where she introduced me to some of her friends and then I decided to go to see the Caieteur falls. They asked me 900 USD but then that meant 2 months travelling do I stupidly decided to go by myself so I hitchiked down to Madia, paid a miner to give me a boat ride to a mining camp and ask for directions. They told me that the falls where at 5 hours walk and I would maybe cross 2, 3 streams And that if the trail disappeared to follow the main river.
1st day, a group of people tried to steal the mine with machetes. The chief said not to worry and he accompanied me to the head trail. After30 minutes, the trail disappear so I astarted to walk beside the riverside and that day I ended crossing about 80 streams, some of them swiming 20-30 meters (I had 2 big plastic bags for my bagpack thinking I would not need it that much). And all under pure untouched jungle. Walked 10 hours, plants leaves cutting my arms and legs. No sign of falls
2nd, pouring rain and me shouting like a madman STOP RAINING!!! I was scared. 5 hours in an no falls/ Jumped to the main river to have a better visual and I didn't see a sign. Only brought food and water for 3 days and it was 1.5 days already so I turned back. 1 hour in going back I saw a better place to cross a stream and a bee nest started to attack me so I had to jump inside the main river. At this point it was 3 meters down and I sumerged to avoid the bees and swam underwater. I had to climb back through mud and roots. And as I had not time to put the plastic bags, my reflex camera and my kindle got feck. My laptop was with my couchsurfer friend. Continued walking to the same place I slept the first night.
3rd day started walking and after a while, as on the 2nd day rain so hard, the main river overflown so as I didn't want to lose the river as my point os reference, I started to walk in a swampy area. constant water around my waist/chest for 1-2 hours and getting paranoid of all the documentaries that ive seen in my life. So paranoid that I left the area and lost the side of the river. I have a good sense of direction, or so I thought.I walked for 1-2 hours and decided to go back to find where I thourhg I would find the river...With not luck. I got lost and after 1-2 hours more I found another big river and follow it in case was going to the main river or somwhere. After 30 minutes I realized that it was the main river but I walked on circles so I was going back up again. I ended getting out crying. When to the mining camp and I ask. You mofos told me that it was 5 hours and a couple of streams!!! and a guy said. "5 hours? that is in the dry season. in the rainy season is 2 days. Godam it. They invite me to some drinks and of I go to georgetown to lick my wounds.
Then I went to suriname and in the microbus (a van) I start to chat with a woman of indian decend on the way to the border and as I didn't have a place to sleep she invited me to her family house where i spend the night and have dinner with all her extended family, playing with the kids and left next day. we still right a random message in FB after 10 years.
A different country, specially in latinamerica and all generosity and wilderness. Has a piece in my heart for my stupidity. Seeing those brittish colonial houses in the middle of the city center, the markets out of the open, the fusion of your cusine...and I saw a jaguar on ther road at 3 am! Loved it all. And hopefully, Maduro keeps his dirty hands from it