A little less than a month ago I took a trip to a village on the opposite side of the Rio Negro called Manacapuru. I was hoping to find some cool apistos but at the end of the trip I had very little success.
We parked the car on the ferry and after a half an hour or so the ferry
sped away across the horizo err… inched, as if in slow motion, to the other side. It took about 45 minutes to get to the small town on the other side, Iranduba.
Our neighbors had some exotic looking birds.
Our neighbors on the other side had another type of parrot.
The next day we saw another parrot my favorite of them all.
It was tiny, less than four inches from tail to beak.