A rough sketch of the day

Ahora!
Today began with an early morning coffee with Jimmy the ex-Peruvian forestry man and his friend Ricardo, who I was told is a real 'man of the yungle!' Then a jarring motocarro out to Munichis, where I'd arranged an interview with a man named Demetrio Chancharri, an ethnic Muniche. We talked for hours, and despite the fact that he didn't speak the language very much I got some really important information about the story of his people, some pieces of the language, local history, and the changes the village has gone through in the last sixty years. I also got the contact information of a girl named Karina who spent two months in the village studying the language not a month ago, who I will contact when I'm back in Lima.
My camera eventually filled up with video and the battery became exhausted, but not before the intermisso in which they asked me to document an injustice the alcalde of the village was perpetrating on its inhabitants. They took me to a place where an agricultural project was languishing halfway done, and told me the mayor had kept the rest of the money for himself. They needed my camera to document this fact and they would take the photo to the police. This is a future story, I believe.
After that I had a meal at Orlando's place, which is full of baby monkeys, marsupials, boars, turtles and snakes he is raising from infancy for release in the wild. Que Rustica!¡ I'm planning on writing a story about this guy, who saves animals whose parents were killed for bush meat and raises them as his own, and does it all without any kind fo funding. Truly a good man. Then I returned to Yurimaguas to recharge and purge my camera of data. After this I returned to the village and met Melchor, who is an eighty-nine year old man who is truly one of the last speakers of the Muniche language. He was working in the fields when I arrived. I recorded much of our conversation, and arranged a meeting for tomorrow in which I'll be able to hang out with the last three speakers as they converse over coke and cookies.
Also asked about the possible trip to the Aucayacu River, where the Taushiro live. They told me it was very complex, and when I asked what they meant, they said that if I go, I might not return. So basically, I need to know someone who knows the Taushiro before I try to go out there...I'll try to find someone associated with Cypta in Iquitos. But I might have to wait for better preparation, and let this be my fact finding trip as far as they go. Either way, I hope they hold on until I or someone else can get to them!
This is just the short version of the day, because I can't get my laptop online. I'll be adding pictures and more words as soon as I can.