We did not pass the night well, we slept true enough, but being surrounded by the spirit of death takes its toll on you in spite of the rest you may receive in its midst. We had not planned on doing the sapo before breakfast, but the guide Wilder sent us to do it arrived at 7 with the small wooden stick covered in a slimy crystal layer (the frog poison) and a wide grin on his face. His name was victor and he told us it would be better to do it before eating because it was likely we would be purging during the ceremony. I asked Blake if he wanted to try it and he rolled in his bed with a long painful sigh, a few seconds passed in silence as he considered the idea, then he said "sure, might as well" with a relenting grunt he got up and joined us in the living room.Victor told us we had to go back to camp to get the other victor, the young Belgian. We did and the German girl and the american boy joined to cheer him on and to witness whatever might happen.When we all returned to the shack everyone took a seat and the guide lit a small dry twig from the woods until it glowed red and then burnt 2 holes into each of us, Blake went first, then me and lastly the young Belgian. It took only a few seconds to take effect, my throat began to swell closed, as did my face, and a great heat seemed to flush out of me from every pore.By the time I started to feel it really coming on Blake was already curled over his puke bucket looking like he was incredibly sick. I was next to find myself in the exact same position. The Belgian puked a little but otherwise handled himself very well. I on the other hand puked out a large amount of terrible smelling yellow bile and all the while my hands were closing fiercely into fists completely out of my control. That scared me the most besides my throat swelling, because my wrists felt like they were going to snap due to the pressure. At this point I was in a spasming paralysis, I felt like my whole body was going to seize up and id be nothing more than a twisted crippled heap of flesh. Blake didnt throw up last night nor did he during this experience. The mans got a lead stomach for sure.Twenty minutes passed and we more or less felt normal again. Our young friends thanked Victor and us and returned to camp for breakfast. Blake and I sat down a little bit and then joined them. During breakfast the young American, his father, the Belgian and I discussed the fine points of linguistics.After breakfast our new guide Hiener, the one who told the ghost stories before our ceremony last night, took us on a walk through the woods down the same trail we had gone down alone a few days ago. He showed us a bunch of cool plants and insects, a 700 year old tree and then he took us to a neighboring camp that was much much nicer and just the same price per day as Renaco Lodge. We met a nice German lady who was the only person staying there, she was from Stuttgart. You can find their site here at Junglewolfexpeditions.com If you plan to visit this area of the Amazon and want a much nicer place to stay than Renaco I suggest this establishment. We returned to our camp by boat and had lunch, during which time we showed our new guide and his buddies the card trick that Ninoska had taught us in Cusco.Returning to our hut when they understood the concept of the trick, Blake tried to sleep and I finished reading an atrocious book about a pig living in a uptown hotel in New York titled Swine Not. We had noodle soup as bland as could be with stale crackers.We played a few games of 13, a fun card game in which the lowest card is the 3 of spades and the highest is the 2 of hearts, the person with the lowest 3 goes first and they can put down 1-4 3's or go up from 3 all the way to 2, in or out of suit as long as you have the cards, the next person has to put down just as many cards but a higher starting card, for example if they play 3,4,5 starting with a 3 of spades, you can play 3,4,5 with the 3 starting with a club, diamond or heart. If no other player can go you have control and can put down what you wish. Id you play a run, such as 3,4,5 or 9,10,jack,queen etc... it must be at least 3 in a row. There are other little rules but thats the general idea.Everyone had left after lunch so we played alone until the generator used up all the fuel and the power went out. We got our boots on and walked through the dark moonless jungle, with only my iphone light to guide us through. At the hut we had a philosophical conversation about how best to put as much love back in the world as we could. Blake pointed out that to start I should stop pointing out each and every negative thing around me all the time, he's so right.