(^170) At Manaus, the black water of the Rio Negro and the white water of the Rio
Solimoes met but didn’t mix and flowed side by side for quite a few kilometres. The
reason (from what I understood) was due to a difference in temperature, velocity
and the fact that the Solimoes carried nearly eight times the sediment per litre as
the Negro.
Manaus
Amanda was also sick, and the two of us barely had the energy to do anything but
sleep. I didn’t expect the stomach bug to last quite as long. In the meantime,
Ernest raided Amanda’s bicycle of all moving parts to fix his neglected bike and
boxed what remained for her flight to South Africa.
In the meantime, Amanda and I conjured enough energy for an enjoyable
meandering amble around the nearby park. Then, finally, the time came for my
sister to fly home and for me to move along.
My visa had expired three days previously, and there remained 1,000 kilometres to
the border. There wasn’t much else I could do but take my chances with the
Brazilian authorities hoping they would treat me kindly.
leana
(Leana)
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