Saturday, August 15, 2009

blue footed boobies, masked boobies, and other exciting sights






















We´ve been in the galapagos for a week or so now. We spent our first couple of days cruising around the island of Santa Cruz. One day we hiked out to Tortuga Bahia (turtle bay) for snorkling and general beach going. There were massive marine iguanas on the trail between us and our destination. They were all black and red and brown and peeling, piled on top of each other, crawling over one another...and spitting. When anyone got too close to them they would spit at them. Don´t really know what the deal with the spit is, luckily we never got got. The next day I had a surf at a decent sized beach break, and realized I'm not in surfing shape right now, but it was great to be in the water...blue water, sun, trunking it south of the equator, mmmmm. Another day we took a tour to another island, a two hour boat ride south of us, Isla Floreana. We were welcomed to the dock by a snoozing sea lion blocking the top of the stairs. We hiked around the old port then took a bus ride into the highlands where we saw tortoises, pirate caves, coffee growing, and the homes of the original settlers. We returned to the boat and saw a sea turtle swimming at the surface. We rode around the island while the guide pointed out penguins, blue-footed boobies, masked boobies, frigate birds, and tropic birds. We finished the tour with some snorkeling which was incredible. Besides all the interesting tropical fish, there were a half dozen sea lions that were very playful and would swim around and around us. One of them got so close to Elizabeth that she could have reached out and kissed it. When we got back on the boat Elizabeth was freezing. Her hands were shaking so bad she could hardly get a banana into her mouth. On the boat trip back a pod of dolphins came up to check us out and we floated there for a while watching them jump and play all around the boat. When we started going again they followed us for a ways, jumping out of the water at the bow of the boat. A day later, we took a boat out to Isabela island which is much less touristy than Santa Cruz. They don´t even have a bank! Unfortunately, we didn´t bring enough money but we explored the island and had fun with the rations we had. We hiked along a boardwalk through some salt marshes, mangrove forests, and drier scrub brush which led us to a tortoise breeding center. As we walked along, we kept hearing a groaning/moaning sound and thought there might be cows around. We got to the last large tortoise enclosure and realized the sounds were coming from a male tortoise mounting an unwilling female. The breeding center was clearly successful! We then hiked up the beach and onto a trail for about 4 hours to a wall built by prisoners...it´s called the ¨Wall of Tears¨and was built for no apparent reason other than to make the prisoners work. On our hike, we explored a lava tube (Kieran actually took his shoes off and went into the abyss), saw more huge iguanas, some little fishies in tide pools, and ran into some wild tortoises. We then decided to take a dip in a calm ocean pool just off of the harbor. We swam out to some lava rocks and watched shrimp nibble at our feet. We´re back on Santa Cruz island now and may rent some bikes and go to the highlands. We´re off to Quito tomorrow and then to Latacunga in the Andes where we´ll travel around small mountain towns and hike through the cloudforest. Kieran will try his luck at summiting Cotopaxi volcano while I lounge in the lodge. We´ll try to update this again, but there probably won´t be internet in the Andes. If we don´t post again, you´ll just have to wait until we get back to hear about the rest of our trip.

Sunday, August 9, 2009

Guayaquil, heckling street performs, and hole digging


I arrived in Guayaquil yesterday and met Elizabeth at the airport. When we got back to the hotel (cab ride oddly reminiscent of mario cart) she got us we discovered we were both famished and wandered out in search of a bite to eat. It was late and there wasn't going to be a lot of options. The large crowd down the street seemed a good start, so we wanderd over to see what was happening. Upon arriving at the edge of the crowd the street performer (street heckler perhaps is more telling) immediately sighted us as possible suckers for his donation pile. He discovered that we were american and Elizabeth and I served as the fodder for several following jokes to get his crowd rolling, hoping to embarass us into giving him money? Nothing like arriving in a foreign country and within the hour having a crowd of fifty people all looking at you and laughing. I considered it an honorable welcome. When his back and attention were turned we snuck away and were on our way to a meal.

The next morning we took a two hour plane ride to the galapagos. A couple busses and a ferry ride and we have arrived. Elizasbeth has been giddy like a three year old mexican girl on spicy candy. It's a big deal. As Elizabeth puts it, it's a pilgrimage to the biology holy land. On a not so holy note, or maybe more of a holy shit note, yesterday night she told me a tale of honor and malice, daring and deciet, the story of a surfer on a beach with seriously bad game. I'm passing the keyboard to her to fill you in...I was laying on the beach in MontaƱita enjoying a book and the company of a stray dog when an Ecuadorian surfer walked over and said "como estas?" I was unaware that answering him was an invitation for him to plop down stretched out inches from my face. He proceeded to dig a small hole to lay upon...I wasn't quite sure what he was doing but I would eventually find out. He proceeded to stare at my butt and tell me I had nice "curvas" and "piel" (curves and skin). I changed the subject and started teaching him a bit of english but he just kept staring longingly at my butt. I tried to get rid of him and ignore him but couldn't get him to leave until my friends came over. When he finally got up and left, my friend said "did that dude have a hard-on?" I then explained that he had dug a hole for it when he first laid down but I couldn't verify the reason until he finally left. We all had a huge laugh over it. We later discovered 4 boys laying chest down at the water's edge staring up at us...maybe they all had penis holes as well. Good times! We'll write more of our adventures later.

Saturday, August 8, 2009

Miami....ah

Wandering off a 757 at 4:30am with eye boogers blocking your vision is a bad start to any day. Make that world that your walking into dense with humidity and heat. Make the coffee weak, and take away nearly everyone's ability to speak english. Bad right? Okay now have all the men trade in their pants for speedos. Sounds like a twisted nightmare right? That my friends is Miami, and the world I stepped into when I got off my plane in Miami for my 9 hour layover. Elizabeth's been busy in Ecuador going to a wedding and seeing the sights for a week now while I stayed home and took care of cleaning our house and the rest of moving out. Now after a red-eye from SFO I'm in Miami a mere 4 hours more from my destination, but I already feel like I'm in a different country! When we meet tonight, Elizabeth has us a room at a hostel and hopefully we'll be able to enjoy a little bit of guayaquil tonight. We're on a plane to the galapagos in the morning. I can hardly wait. The plan right now is to be in the galapagos till the 16th, do some hiking till the 21st on the mainland, then climb Cotopaxi on the 22nd after getting appropriately acclimatized.