
31/07/2025
They call it the hammock ritual. But it’s really just a moment, stolen from time, suspended between sky and river.
Onboard La Perla, woven hammocks wait by the deck, facing the forest. You lie back. You sway. And suddenly, everything slows. Birdsong replaces your thoughts. The wind carries nothing urgent. And for a while, doing nothing becomes the most meaningful thing.
Some guests nap, others read. But most just stay there, watching the Amazon drift by, grateful for the stillness.