
The Lynne and Matt Honeymoon Adventure was filled with many amazing and wonderful places. Lynne and Matt each had their favorites.
Day Seven of the honeymoon (July 22) was Matt's No. 1, probably of all time.
The day began at 7:30 a.m. with a trip to
Monkey Island!! Do you think that font was overdone? It wasn't.
When Matt was a kid,
Boys' Life Magazine (the magazine for Boy Scouts) ran a list of different pets that people might have, and the positives and negatives of each animal. There was fish and turtles and hamsters. And a monkey. A monkey!
It had never in crossed Young Matt's mind that a monkey could be a pet. It was perhaps the greatest thing that Young Matt had ever heard, despite the fact that the article mentioned one "negatives" of owning a monkey is that it might be illegal. All Young Matt heard was 'might be.' A Monkey as a pet? Imagine the tricks you could teach a monkey. With training the monkey could learn to ride a bike, speak sign language, maybe even do math homework.

Skipping ahead 20 years and one marriage, Lynne, Matt and the tour group took a short boat trip out to a long, private island in the middle of the Amazon. The island is owned and funded by private donations (no
government help!) as a sanctuary for monkeys, which were being
over-hunted as food. So, these rescue workers set up
Monkey Island!!As the boat pulled up, Raul the Tour Guide warned everyone not to leave their bags on the boat, which was odd
because he had given the exact opposite advice at nearly every other stop. Well, as soon as the boat docked, three monkeys walked down to the boat and climbed on. One big, lazy-looking orange howler monkey laid right on some guy's shoulders!
It was perhaps the greatest thing that Matt had ever seen.
Everyone walked up to a clearing on the island where monkeys everywhere! One grabbed onto

Lynne's backpack with his tail and was hanging there. Another one grabbed a guy's hat and tried to run away with it. There were tiny monkeys and red monkeys, screeching monkeys and honking monkeys, lazy monkeys and hyper monkeys. They were all incredibly friendly.
Apparently, they stay in the small, public area of the island until they get a few months old. Then they retreat into the jungle and most are never seen again. But the monkey population is growing, so that's good.
Everyone in the group got to feed the monkeys bananas and Lynne swung one guy named Luis around with a stick. (check out the video!)
Matt fed a monkey and enjoyed but...he was getting a bit jealous. Young Matt couldn't help but show up. He wanted a monkey to sit on his shoulders. But Matt had no idea how to lure a monkey off the other guests shoulders without appearing...obvious...or desperate.
Wah.
One of the monkeys was sitting on this girls' shoulders hooting and honking (check out the video). Matt tried to convince the girl that was the sound howler monkeys made right before they went to the bathroom. Alas, she didn't buy it.
But then...the monkey did climb on Matt's shoulders. And you know what? It was better than a
dog, that's for sure. And Matt sort of looked like the monkey, too.
After about the greatest hour ever, the group got back on the boat, for a ride back to the buses and out of Iquitos.

Only one person was left behind: Young Matt was never seen again. He went into the
jungle and believed to be living as the treasurer for a small band of spider monkeys.
On the boat ride back to the buses, Matt couldn't help but think that Monkey Island was a cool name for one of those old, 1940s movies. Matt tried to think of the perfect name.
Return to Monkey Island?
Escape from Monkey Island?
The Curse of Monkey Island?
That's when Matt realized what the perfect name was:
Honeymoon on Monkey Island. Spooky.
After the monkey island the time in Iquitos was over, sadly. It was time to head to get on a plane headed for Lima. We missed a train, but managed to travel by air, sea and land in one day, which is pretty cool.

The flight was uneventful other than a man threw his crackers and swore at a stewardess, while announcing that was the worst food he had ever tasted. So, that was pretty cool. It felt like being present for a historical moment, or something.
That night we wandered over to
Bembos, the Peruvian equivalent of
McDonalds. While Matt was eating some fries, a little boy, maybe 5 years old, wandered in selling gum. He was all alone, wandering the streets of one of the largest cities in the world. It was startling.

After that, we sent a few emails, watched some BBC-CNN (Obama was traveling through Europe and people seemed to like him), then watched a little
Alf in Spanish. Someone actually had to sit and translate all of Alf into Spanish, then find "actors" to dub the show. That was also startling, in a completely different way.
Day Seven Summary: One life fulfilling trip to
Monkey Island!; one perfect name for a future horror movie starring Matthew
McConnaughay and Catherine Zeta-Jones; two boat rides; one plane ride, including the worst crackers ever; one bus ride; one-tenth of an episode of Alf, creating a full on episode of
embarrassment about American culture.
Mustache: Noticeable. The mustache was really coming full strength now. It wasn't at Mark
Hanley levels or anything, but a monkey was able to swing from it.
Weird foods eaten: We ate the fries with mayo at
Bembos. And we had those airlines crackers - they're weren't so bad, actually.
Coming next: A humbling learning experience.