Ndura. Son Of The Forest. Javier Salazar Calle

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      Dedicated to all those who, like me, live adventures and travel without moving from their place; because they let the power of imagination prevail in this world.

      Special dedication to my best friend, who passed away many years ago and to my son Alex, who inherited his name and for whom I have high hopes.

      Table of Contents

       DAY 0

       DAY 1

       DAY 2

       DAY 3

       DAY 4

       DAY 5

       DAY 6

       DAY 7

       DAY 8

       DAY 9

       DAY 10

       DAYS 11 and 12

       DAY 13

       DAY 14

       DAY 15

       DAY 16

       DAY 17

       DAY 18

       DAY 19

       DAY 20

       DAY 21

       DAY 22

       DAY 23

       DAY 24

       DAY 25 and 26

       DAY 27

       EPILOGUE

       APPENDIX I: plant glossary

       APPENDIX II: glossary of words in Pygmy

       APPENDIX III: real life survival in the forest

       BIBLIOGRAPHY

      Let the adventure begin...

      DAY 0

      I am in the middle of deepest Africa, sitting, leaning against the trunk of a tree. Fever has taken me over, my body is convulsing and chills are becoming more frequent, a non-localized pain is all that I can feel in my organs. I can’t stop shaking. I'm on top of a hill. Behind me, there is a forest, a lush, wild and ruthless forest. The view in front of me, disappears just like magic, a few scattered stumps and remains of intensive logging, provides a glimpse of what was once there. At the bottom, I can distinguish the first houses of an emerging city. Mud intermingled with leaves and bricks. Civilization.

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