ON MY FIRST DAY OF CAMPAIGNING with Carlos Navas, candidate for the presidency of Peru’s Amazonas Region, four of us boarded a wooden motorboat and headed down the Rio Marañon. The chocolate-coloured river was swollen with April rains and full of debris from the jungle, but no one in the entourage seemed worried.
“We’ve got a sasa up ahead,” Carlos shouted over the motor’s whine. “You know what a sasa is?”
“No idea,” I replied.