After sailing from the
Manta is a small town on the Pacific coast which has three big claims to fame: a military base with presumably American jet fighters loudly flying in circles, the center of production of $800 “Panama Hats”, but it is primarily a grungy port where commercial tuna ships are unloaded laboriously by hand. Tuna fishing is so important that the otherwise very industrial town has its only public art piece in the center of town dedicated to that product. An additional highlight of any visitor’s stay is a tour of the “ivory nut” factory where the nuts of the tugua tree are processed into buttons, hastily hand made knick-knacks, or beads (presumably the rejects from the former production). The town has a lot of police, unsavory looking characters, and street waifs are most evident on otherwise empty streets, and all gas stations and even trunks full of tuna fresh from the ships are escorted by terrorist looking heavily armed guards. We arrived at the only port in
Today is a sea day. Tomorrow morning we arrive at Salaverry (which most folks onboard are spelling “salivary”, ok spit it out, ha, ha), the first of two ports in Peru, where I have been invited to explore some of the beautiful colonial houses of nearby Trujillo with Larry and Libby Herson. Larry is professor emeritus of and former department chair of History at
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