We ended up legging it to catch the boat. We had to take two taxis to collect our stuff and to make it to the docks.
It was dark when we got on the boat, which left at its own leisurely pace, an hour after it was meant to. Its called the Katatal and when we are finally on deck and the lights of the shore are shining back at us, we all get giddily excited. We are about to catch a boat up the Rio Negro, tributary of the Amazon. We will sleep in hammocks and eat below. We will arrive in Barcelas whenever the boat makes it.

The docks were the slum areas we had filmed before. Open garbage and kids flying kites. We had taken a lot of polaroids and given them to the kids when we were here before. They liked them so much they ended up taking the negative backs too.

The hope had been that we would get more than one story on the boat itself. We'd made a deal with the boat captain that we could film with him, but seeing the size of the boat and how small it was, we knew that we would only get one story.
I think we are on track with our story finding, even if their is that slight panic at the back of the brain that none of the stories will mean anything and we will come back with glorified travel videos.

Sao Raimundo docks at night.