What the frig? No frisky Frigates
Trip Start Feb 26, 2010
371Trip End Feb 26, 2011
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Hostal San Fransisco
Just before the trail started we found an information centre which was definitely the best we have seen on the Galapagos Islands
There has been talk of the $100 becoming $200 next year to try and stop the increase in tourism year on year. We had already suspected it but sewerage is piped out to sea (from both boats and the land) and they don’t want to increase the levels of pollution at all, there is no natural drinking water left and therefore all this is imported on tankers, and fossil fuels (oil) is also imported from the mainland which has led to one serious oil slip which killed lots of wildlife. They are building wind turbines and are trying to make the islands energy efficient but they have to stop the growth in consumption of energy which means keeping down the number of people. It really is a merry go round. We kind of felt guilty about coming here after reading all the blurb but we did take some positives that we have helped support the local economy which stops people needing to harvest the land and sea of its resources that are attracting the tourists
We headed on up Frigate hill in the sunshine, and got some great views both of the ocean below and the immature frigate birds in there nesting sites but as expected not a super large chest in sight (except Erica’s of course). As we headed back down we saw a sea lion playing with a large fish throwing it around the water then letting the frigates and pelicans swoop down to try and get removing it from them just before they got it, it was great to watch and we also saw the usual lots of turtles and lots of sea lions. We continued our walk around the peninsular finding a large statue of Charles Darwin, a couple more lookouts then Love Beach, so called because it is a bit of a hang out for canoodling couples, oh and nice sunsets. We hung around a little then made our way back to town past the other beaches. Erica had a quick dose and we watched a film (she claims to be sunburnt so won’t come to the beach with me but there isn’t a bit of burn in sight). We then headed out for another of the local walks. Feeling a little tired we stopped off at the shop on the way back and broke the promise of the day, another bottle of sugar cane spirit. We drank that and watched Shutter Island. Feeling drunk and hungry we went out to a taco bar.... yes a taco bar and had a couple of beers, I ordered a chicken taco and Erica ordered a meat taco, when they arrived without tasting Erica insisted she swapped them round insisting she had to have the chicken, a bit bemused I let this happen, in the end the reason was merely the chicken one looked good and the meat one didn’t. Well the bloody cheek. We retired back to bed as we had booked our ferry back to Santa Cruz for the next morning so another early morning was on the cards.
Erica edit: Ahem we actually shared them in the end but Andrew fails to say that he then devoured another chicken one all to himself – which he expertly ordered in Spanish. They were delicious though and I only wished we had discovered this place earlier before all the hamburger and chips episodes. – Andrew Edit – Turd, I got a scabby corner and she ate at least a third of the second one.