trampolín de la muerte

So, we (mi Amado y yo) traveled from San Agustin to Mocoa and from Mocoa to Pasto, Colombia. The road from Mocoa to Pasto is called trampolín de la muerte (Trampoline of Death), and for good reason....it took us 10 hours through the night on a one lane, un-paved, bumpy, rocky road in the back of a pick-up truck through the Amazon jungle. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=n7dsi6WIQys I did not realize at the time just how dangerous this endeavor was...with the guerrillas and political conflict in the mountains of Colombia....and with me being the only ¨Mona¨ or ¨white¨ passenger....we thank the Great Spirit that we made the trek safely. Now, we have travelled south and have found ourselves in a place called Banos, Ecuador. Sitting in a valley below towering mountains and jungle. We will be spending some time at Vrindavan Ecological Garden and Farm regaining some energy, meditating, teaching the Mayan Calendar, doing some sweatlodges and experiencing everything Pacha Mama has put in this magical place we are now in. http://www.fincavrindavan.com/yoga.html