I've been living in a Munduruku traditional village for one week today.
Every morning I wake up to the chorus of calls from the forest. The bird sing and rattle, the crickets chime, and the roosters crow as the light filters in through bananas palms and the mosquito net that hangs over my hammock.
I'm in love with my new bedroom: A platform filled with hammocks that I share with 20 other Greenpeace people; it has a thatched roof and no sides.
Breakfast is served between 7am-8am, and like all our other meals, it’s shared with the Munduruku.
After breakfast it’s time to do chores, and we all pitch in to keep the camp clean and comfortable. The facilities Greenpeace have built here, some of which will be left behind for the Munduruku, are impressive: Three sleeping huts, an office, a ki... Read more >