it's the rover juma that leads to el durado. to go any further you need to pay big bucks. the ticket to a dream is about 20 dollars for a two hour boat ride. after about 12 miles they see some splashes of color showing through the dense jungle. here, finally, is el durado, the place of so many dreams. but to our budding prospectors the place looks like a slum. el durado is made up of makeshift huts with plastic bags for roofs, and houses about three or four thousand people. it's a small town that sprung up complete with bistros, businesses, a hairdresser, dentist and this wild looking bingo hall. the minimum bet here is one gram of gold per card. here the currency literally is gold dust. no effort is spared to ensure the miners gold doesn't remain with it's rightful owner for long. amerigo and yuse look like a pair of fish out of water. this is not what they expected to find. the whole forest seems to have turned into a construction site, with huts and holes scattered everywhere. they head for the main digging spot, about two miles along the jungle path. only three months