
What do Charles Darwin and I have in common? We are both stud muffins! Also both Chuck and I have spent some time in the Galapagos Islands. I fear that his time there may have included more work than mine. I did not know what to expect in the Galapagos Islands, but certainly did not expect to receive a full lunch on the hour and a half long flight. I feel like American flights serve you one pretzel per hour that you are on board. Sometimes flight attendants try to sneak past me without me noticing. I am certain that they are thinking, "Why don't you just go to sleep, so i don't have to deal with you?"
When we stepped off of the plane in Baltra, Galapagos, we were promptly marched across a large doormat. It did not say welcome. It was to clean our shoes of any bad things that we were bringing from the city. I had a feeling that this would become somewhat of a theme for our time in the islands.
We left the open air airport and boarded a bus bound for the Yolita II. I only knew that we would be staying on a motor yacht. I saluted a beautiful 75' catamaran, with sails furled against the wind, as we rode a dinghy to our destination. What I found was a 115' long behemoth of a ship. Immediately on board, we were asked to remove our shoes and thus began our journey.
Our adventure began as do all good adventures, with lunch. This lunch was exceptional, three course meal. Then, we were off! With the white tops of waves brushing against the horizon, I grew excited for the days to come. After a short three hour crossing, I heard the anchor clanking. We had arrived at our first stop!
Our day was not over however. Our native Galapagan Tour guide, Washington, valiantly led us to land. We experienced sea lions and iguanas. The interesting thing about these lands, is that they have mostly been protected from human involvement. No Mcdonalds, no parking lots, only one starbucks. < Lie.
The animals are not hunted, and are not afraid of humans. They allow you to get as close as you like and just watch you. The law says that you can not be closer than one meter. But... I've never really understood the metric system anyway.
The evening ended with a pleasant swim and snorkel in welcoming blue waters.I glanced at the sunset from the bow of the ship, sighed and went to sleep, gently rocked by the waves pressing against the boat.
I like that you native guide is named Washington, that just sounds so American. Last name is not Monument is it? Ok, yes I did it. I put a terribly dumb joke in your comment section.
ReplyDeleteThis is a heck freakin cook trip....as Moose would unfortunately say.
cool, not cook.
ReplyDeleteGeesh, you are a handsome feller.
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