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For three days and nights, they had to defend themselves with no sleep. As for Orellana himself, he rose to every challenge with cool composure and resourcefulness: 'Too kind-hearted a soul by far,' according to his critics, he had learned to speak the river speech, to read the signs, and to negotiate fear – perhaps most of all in himself?
Home Again
So Orellana came home to Trujillo, back to the house which still stands in the Street of Doves, close to the church of Santa Maria where his neighbours, the Pizarros, worshipped and are buried. You go through a medieval doorway, through the hallway, with its fireplace carved with knights, and out into the garden. From the terrace, there is a wonderful view to the west over the city's watchtowers. How good it must have felt to be back. [more]
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