Or Alto Paraíso as it's known in these parts, lies about three hours north of Brasília. I could see why the area deserved its name; a wonderfully hilly landscape, verdant and peaceful. Instantly I had a good feeling about the place, very safe. This sentiment was slightly contradicted by the electrified defences on most houses and constantly barking guard dogs who looked as though they hadn't been fed for a good while. Still, gotta trust your instincts, Alto Paraíso seemed like a good base for the upcoming conference
http://www.ayahuasca-brasil.com/english.html taking place until early February.
The Condor Eagle Festival 2012 would be held in a temple in the surrounding hills close to Alto Paraíso. Shaman from many different parts of the world would be coming to perform their magic. Some originally European or from the USA, others from the Native American traditions, Mexican representatives and, naturally, a contingent from South America. This would be a rare chance for the shaman to work together and learn from one another. In addition, arriving over the upcoming days would be over a hundred willing participants,
pasajeros for the ayahuasca journeys ahead.
So, to prepare for such a momentous occasion preparation is needed. The ayahuasca diet should be followed; no alcohol, bread, excessive caffeine, fried food, spicy food, salty food or sweet food. Meditation, contemplation, avoiding stress, ignoring the news and rejecting TV are all advised. This is pretty easy to achieve in the comfort of your own home but on the road it's trickier. I was staying at Hostel Cato Vento but camping in my little single-skin tent as there were no rooms left.
Once set up I headed to town for a quiet night of preparation. Luckily, I failed completely as a Brazilian biologist invited me to join him and his family for dinner. We quaffed wine and ate pizza like the best of 'em. Afterwards, with a Cinderella style promise to his wife, Eduardo brought out a bottle of red he'd been saving for just such an occasion. One of those nights where the conversation covers just about all topics you can think of. From 9/11 conspiracies and the legends of Camelot to Brazilian football and which country's women possess the most attractive posteriors. Somehow I managed to find my way back to the tent, a mile or so down the dark streets. Preparation would have to begin in the morning.
Or Alto Paraíso as it's known in these parts, lies about three hours north of Brasília. I could see why the area deserved its name; a wonderfully hilly landscape, verdant and peaceful. Instantly I had a good feeling about the place, very safe. This sentiment was slightly contradicted by the electrified defences on most houses and constantly barking guard dogs who looked as though they hadn't been fed for a good while. Still, gotta trust your instincts, Alto Paraíso seemed like a good base for the upcoming conference http://www.ayahuasca-brasil.com/english.html taking place until early February.
The Condor Eagle Festival 2012 would be held in a temple in the surrounding hills close to Alto Paraíso. Shaman from many different parts of the world would be coming to perform their magic. Some originally European or from the USA, others from the Native American traditions, Mexican representatives and, naturally, a contingent from South America. This would be a rare chance for the shaman to work together and learn from one another. In addition, arriving over the upcoming days would be over a hundred willing participants, pasajeros for the ayahuasca journeys ahead.
So, to prepare for such a momentous occasion preparation is needed. The ayahuasca diet should be followed; no alcohol, bread, excessive caffeine, fried food, spicy food, salty food or sweet food. Meditation, contemplation, avoiding stress, ignoring the news and rejecting TV are all advised. This is pretty easy to achieve in the comfort of your own home but on the road it's trickier. I was staying at Hostel Cato Vento but camping in my little single-skin tent as there were no rooms left. 
Once set up I headed to town for a quiet night of preparation. Luckily, I failed completely as a Brazilian biologist invited me to join him and his family for dinner. We quaffed wine and ate pizza like the best of 'em. Afterwards, with a Cinderella style promise to his wife, Eduardo brought out a bottle of red he'd been saving for just such an occasion. One of those nights where the conversation covers just about all topics you can think of. From 9/11 conspiracies and the legends of Camelot to Brazilian football and which country's women possess the most attractive posteriors. Somehow I managed to find my way back to the tent, a mile or so down the dark streets. Preparation would have to begin in the morning.
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the answer is Brazil! ;-)
That was our conclusion too. No question.
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