Peru and Ayahuasca Diaries
August 19th, Saturday — Pucallpa
As I was leaving Ronin Sina, I hugged Sina the shaman daddy, and expressed my deep gratitude to him, Emilio, and Limber. I even shed a few tears. I hope they knew how deeply they touched our lives and how wonderful they made us feel.
In Pucallpa, I had planned to stay at Hospedaje El Delfin.
As soon as I arrived at the hostel, I began to make phone calls with my family and friends, and thank god everyone in my family was fine.
This place is incredibly comfortable for me right now. There are electrical outlets everywhere in the room. I charge all my devices in all the sockets and, at the same time, run that magnificent fan, sitting in awe in front of it. It’s a bit noisy like an electric vacuum cleaner, but it’s fine; it’s cool. The bed is double and looks very comfortable. The shower and toilet are inside the room. I’ll have a walk, grab some food, and then I’ll read a book in the living room or the hammocks. I’m filled with the excitement of ayahuasca. I wish this freshness could be permanent, or at least last a very long time.
5:48 p.m.
Up to now, I responded to some emails and WhatsApp messages, which I received during the past week. I organized my flights and hotel reservations for Cusco, Lima, and in between. I selected some of the spots to see in Cusco and Lima. It’s not easy to choose, there’s much to see and to do especially around Cusco. Since I have a very limited time the best thing to do for me is to choose the daily tours and go back to my hotel in the city Center after the tour. This would minimize the time for transportation. But I’d love to come back to Peru for a long time again and wander as free as I can, sometime.
In the late afternoon, I went out to explore the city. There’s not much to see in Pucallpa. There are some small and ugly shops. Transportation is provided by tuc-tucs, and motorcycle taxis. I love taking tuc-tucs just for around or for just sightseeing, they are fun and very cheap.
It’s a small place, and it seems there are not many tourists here except for those coming to the Ayahuasca centers. My Spanish is limited to 3–5 words, and the Peruvian people here have 3–5 words of English. But somehow, we managed to communicate with a lot of body language throughout last week. People here are very interested in tourists because there are almost no tourists in Pucallpa. Along the way, we greeted everyone, had short chats, and even hugged as we said goodbye.
I stopped by a small restaurant to have something to eat. I was the only customer. The restaurant owner asked why I was there, and when he found out that I had come for Ayahuasca, he showed me a pet bottle filled with Ayahuasca. If I had wanted to buy it, he probably would have sold it to me or directed me to where I could buy it. Most likely, Ayahuasca sellers and ceremony organizers in Turkey or other countries can easily and inexpensively source Ayahuasca from various South American countries.
After the meal, I returned to the hostel to rest and gather energy for my trips during the following days.
