Tripped out from Quito to Paris,Texas

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After arriving home from Ireland and settling in on my sixth story apartment, I was leafing through the arguably classic 'The Independence of Ghana As Ethnomorphological Transformation' by W.H. Greenboggler when my office phone rang.
It was Jorge Didatio, Ecuador's leading ethnobotanist and a disciple of the brilliant ethnobotanist Wade Davis. He wanted me to get to Quito as soon as possible to participate in an anthropological survey of Ecuador's indigenous population (urban, rural and traditional modes and locations).
After clearing it with UVIC at Large Ethnology Department Chair, I caught the redeye to Mexico City, where I transferred to Quito. Though I initially intended to participate in the urban study, Didatio suggested I participate in all three to gain a greater understanding of the changes and correlations between the three modes.
I agreed and after a insightful tour of Quito and Guyaquil, we moved to the countryside of the Northwest near Ibana. You can read about in my upcoming article in The Canadian Journal of Comparative Anthropological Studies, co-authored by Emilio Lychee Merrilly.
We took a rickety Cessna and landed on a down and out airstrip eighty hundred miles outside of Puerto Francisco de Orellana. A three day trek by river and led us to our first site. We spent several hours field recording legends and taking samples of local remedies. That night we sampled some ayahuasca, a strong local drug and the latest fad among burned out, new-age, ex-yuppie, middle aged, suburban dweller nimrods. After that, things a blank for about three weeks.
I woke up in a hospital in Cancun. My red-blood cell count had gone down faster than Alberto Gonzalez in a Senate hearing and one of my colleagues had been shot in Medellin in an alleged cocaine deal.
I realize this is hard to believe, but when I re-united the members of the study, many had no recollection of at least two days after that first night. However, it turns out that Raymond R. Vladtasky, a prominent member of the strong ethnomorphological community in Romania, had gotten us all on a flight to Paris, Texas after it turned out to be tainted and not to mix with the cocktails we had had on the plane earlier.
So, check out the article in CJCAS, and follow closely the developments on my continuing countries of interest (France, Sarzosky vs. Royal) and Somalia (the war heats up one again)