No doubt, Joaquin García, this shepherd in the testamentary sense of the word, fits in with this city. He is far away from superficial bustle and voracious consumption of the commercial world. In fact, in order to find him you have to hop on a plane, because there are no roads in this part of the jungle.
In order to get a sense of who he is, imagine a kind grandpa in the black gown, but rather as a guy in the middle of life, actually a guy like you and me. The priest of the Order of the Augustinians is highly educated, open, and is a philanthropist.
Through his organization named CETA, he helps make sure that indigenous people get a voice and their history and language are recorded. He keeps an eye on the fact that the indigenous, if they cannot get justice, then at least they should get respect. And fortunately he has received recognition. From the media, from the Spanish royal family and above all from the local people.
It should be noted that this priest rules the most beautiful church house far and wide. La Iglesia Matriz , built in 1919. It stands majestically in the midst of the sweltering primeval forest, with the bright church spire stretching like a raised finger into the tropical sky.
It is the most imposing among all simple houses of worship. So clear, so graceful and so immaculate. No false pomp that can be found here, and no bloated splendor, but a white pointer in a green maw pointing to the sky.
And Joaquin also turns out to be an architectural expert of this city. He knows every building, every inhabitant, every anecdote and wants to share it with the world in fervor. Godfather and his Roman Curia would find it easier in today’s modern world to have more padres of the caliber of Joaquin García in his bodyguard.
Let’s get to the church tower, the highest part of the city, I ask before taking a few photos. No problem, gladly, says my favorite priest. It would probably not have occurred to us in the Rhineland to ask the Cardinal of Cologne whether we should climb to the top of the Cologne Cathedral.
Incidentally, the steeple is the one Jason Robards, Mick Jagger, and Klaus Kinski scrambled on, back in the early 1980s, when Werner Herzog made the film Fitzcarraldo here in Iquitos. It’s a key scene in this movie as the actors hit the church bell vigorously.
Now it is up to us. Joaquin unlocks the church tower and we climb into the bell tower of the church, up to the top. Up, to the sky over Iquitos.
Editor’s note: this article previously appeared on Notes and Notes from the Road.
Cover photo: Wikimedia
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