The Weave
Every hammock here was tied
by hand.
By the families up the river, on backstrap looms strung between two posts, in the time it takes the season to turn.
The hammocks you sleep in are not bought in a shop. Every one is hand-tied by the weaving families in the village up the river, the same families who taught the lodge how to hang them right so they hold a body without biting into it. A single hammock takes the better part of a week on a backstrap loom strung between two posts, dyed with what the season gives and knotted at the edges so it breathes in the humidity.
When a hammock frays from too many afternoons, it goes back up the river to be repaired, not thrown out. We pay the weavers their asking price, no haggling, because the swing you fall asleep in is the whole reason this place exists. Ask at the dock and we will tell you which family tied yours.
"We work at the pace of the river."
Doña Carmen, who tied palapa No. 1
