Santa Cruz Island
When we woke up, we weren’t sure if the penguin adventure had been a dream or a real event, the event of the day before. However, when we met in the dining room for breakfast, and started to share our thoughts, we rediscovered that in fact, it had happened. Most of the Polaris guests and all of the naturalists had been in the middle of fishing penguins, chasing sardines at high speeds, completely careless of our presence. It hadn’t been a dream!
And Wednesday had many more surprises waiting for us. Scuba divers had an encounter with hammer head sharks. Everyone got to meet famous Lonesome George and Diego, male tortoises from Pinta and Espanola Islands respectively. The highlands gave us a different taste of the Galápagos, with their lush vegetation and cooler temperatures, and literally a unique wonderful “taste” with the endemic lunch we enjoyed in a Galápagos restaurant. We also talked to people that have been living here for decades; we saw these islands through their eyes and through their music, as in the evening we danced and enjoyed the songs and choreography of a musical group from the Galápagos Islands.
With all these sightings I wonder if tomorrow, when I wake-up, I’ll be unsure if this was real or an incredible dream.
When we woke up, we weren’t sure if the penguin adventure had been a dream or a real event, the event of the day before. However, when we met in the dining room for breakfast, and started to share our thoughts, we rediscovered that in fact, it had happened. Most of the Polaris guests and all of the naturalists had been in the middle of fishing penguins, chasing sardines at high speeds, completely careless of our presence. It hadn’t been a dream!
And Wednesday had many more surprises waiting for us. Scuba divers had an encounter with hammer head sharks. Everyone got to meet famous Lonesome George and Diego, male tortoises from Pinta and Espanola Islands respectively. The highlands gave us a different taste of the Galápagos, with their lush vegetation and cooler temperatures, and literally a unique wonderful “taste” with the endemic lunch we enjoyed in a Galápagos restaurant. We also talked to people that have been living here for decades; we saw these islands through their eyes and through their music, as in the evening we danced and enjoyed the songs and choreography of a musical group from the Galápagos Islands.
With all these sightings I wonder if tomorrow, when I wake-up, I’ll be unsure if this was real or an incredible dream.
