We made the 30-km trip to Carate, on the edge of the park, in 3 hours in the aforementioned cattle truck - a pace that would be challenging for a moderately good runner. Actually, that included a half hour stop so the driver could have lunch at his uncle's. Our destination was Lookout Lodge, a place built like a beautiful tree-house on the side of a steep hill, where monkeys and macaws came and went from the open decks and rooms, cougars sleep on the trail nearby and the little pool has a rock barrier to keep tapirs out. And there is a happy hour every day. It meets all the criteria of the formal definition of paradise. Including the fact that the first creature we saw was a large snake, and the last creature we saw, as we were being driven out, was a larger snake. This is the view from the lookout:
There are waterfalls in the jungle nearby.
The sun sets, every day.
And there are monkeys, lots of monkeys!