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Out of Captivity : Surviving 1,967 Days in the Colombian Jungle

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The Transition97<strong>the</strong>re awhile, and <strong>the</strong> wood was show<strong>in</strong>g signs <strong>of</strong> rot. When we walked<strong>in</strong>side, <strong>the</strong>re was noth<strong>in</strong>g on <strong>the</strong> floor but <strong>the</strong> unevenly cut and spacedboards on which we’d have to sleep. Some o<strong>the</strong>r furniture, aga<strong>in</strong> madeout <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> tablas we’d seen before, a couple <strong>of</strong> chairs, a shelf. A beam,about <strong>the</strong> size <strong>of</strong> a flagpole, ran from one end <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> structure to <strong>the</strong>o<strong>the</strong>r.None <strong>of</strong> us wanted to th<strong>in</strong>k about <strong>the</strong> fact that this t<strong>in</strong>-ro<strong>of</strong>ed shantywas go<strong>in</strong>g to be our home for <strong>the</strong> foreseeable future. We all immediatelystepped back out <strong>of</strong> it onto a patio-like area <strong>in</strong> front <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> cha<strong>in</strong>l<strong>in</strong>k.At one time <strong>the</strong> patio area (which was really just a dirt/mud area<strong>in</strong> front <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> hooch) had also been fenced <strong>in</strong>. Postholes and a couple<strong>of</strong> jagged bits <strong>of</strong> wood stuck out <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> ground. I hoped that <strong>the</strong>y wouldput that fence back up so that at least we could be outside if we wanted.One <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> guards po<strong>in</strong>ted to a tree nearby and a shelf that was nailedto it. He told us we could put cracker crumbs on <strong>the</strong> shelves and <strong>the</strong>monkeys would come to take <strong>the</strong>m. We’d already seen a few monkeysrunn<strong>in</strong>g through our prison camp. We looked at one ano<strong>the</strong>r. Marcshook his head and said, “Monkey Village.” The name stuck. It wasn’treally a term <strong>of</strong> endearment. At one po<strong>in</strong>t dur<strong>in</strong>g <strong>the</strong> march, we’d comeacross a troop <strong>of</strong> monkeys. The FARC were as fasc<strong>in</strong>ated by <strong>the</strong>m as wewere, but one <strong>of</strong> <strong>the</strong> guerrillas warned us to be careful. The monkeyswould fl<strong>in</strong>g <strong>the</strong>ir feces at humans and ur<strong>in</strong>ate on <strong>the</strong>m from <strong>the</strong> treelimbs.Night was com<strong>in</strong>g on fast. The Frenchman came <strong>in</strong>to our hooch andtold us that he wanted <strong>the</strong> uniforms we’d been wear<strong>in</strong>g. He was go<strong>in</strong>gto resupply us. The most any <strong>of</strong> us got was two uniforms, a T-shirt,two pairs <strong>of</strong> underwear, two pairs <strong>of</strong> socks, one sheet, and a mosquitonet. Marc was <strong>the</strong> only one to get ano<strong>the</strong>r T-shirt. I only had one pair<strong>of</strong> underwear because <strong>the</strong>y had noth<strong>in</strong>g <strong>in</strong> my size. They took away ouro<strong>the</strong>r clo<strong>the</strong>s and we were pretty much geared up. He asked us if weneeded anyth<strong>in</strong>g else. We told him we wanted a radio and rem<strong>in</strong>ded

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