The Indians passed around a fermented drink, I did not try it. After the dance, everyone began to barter with the Indians. I traded the baseball, pens, and dollars for paintings on bark. Most homes were on stilts but they had electricity. Again the same kids joined us.
Kids here are very accustomed to navigating the river.
They take no safety precautions such as wearing lifejackets while in their canoes. We went to the home of the artist Francisco Grippa. This was really an extraordinary house, much larger than anything else in Pevas. It was painted stark white and had two stories with a thatched roof and large overhanging awnings. Grippa was there and he served us beer.