Chapter 31
Frank and Nero continued their long journey and, after another eight hours heading downriver, the boats reached Domingodo, the halfway point for anyone heading deeper into the jungle where Frank and Nero had just spent their harrowing days.
At the riverside town, a row of rusty brown corrugated iron shacks lined the muddy river.
Pigs rooted around in the alleyways, while children played on the steps to the flatboard houses that advertised Colombian beer with hand-painted signs. The population, almost all Afro-Colombian, regarded the two strangers, staring at their every move as they docked their piragua canoes. Children, some naked, jumped into the river from a jetty, laughing and shouting.
After a short rest, they traded one of the boats for supplies, procured a map and mov
