Category: South America

Columbia – Confused

So what's going on?? Psychiatrist anyone?

Strange things are afoot in Columbia. Lunchtime kickoff between Columbia and En-ger-land (in the soccer world cup, for those who probably, for the right reason, decide that there are more important things to concern oneself in life) and for some incomprehensible reason I found myself wanting those perennial losers, the Poms, to win. It didn't make sense.  I'm in Columbia, a win would mean more games surrounded by anxious supporters that squeal everytime the ball comes within a squillon millimeters of goal (pretty sure that's still a long way) and yes, those squeals are from the blokes. Next, I have never supported England in any sport for any reason. The level of my enjoyment watching Australia win in sports has always been closely linked to watching England find ways to lose. There have been some classics over the years, and I hold them all very dearly, close to my heart. So why, dear God, is this happening? I spent the first half contemplating this obnoxious question as much as I spent thinking of the goings on in the game. Could it be that my genetic disposition has finally come home to roost (thanks Dad), could it be that as I get older I have begun to sprout irrational sympathies for undeserving, untalented lowlife sporting teams (the problem with this is that if they were real lowlifes I wouldn't want them to win). No, I  came to the conclusion that the reason was that 52 years (1966) has been a long enough punishment for drinking flat, warm beer - for being good fellas while at the same time not being good fellas - for giving Australians as much grief for us losing anything as we give to you guys for those many more times you have lost than us. Yes, the world is changing (thanks Donald). So in the second half of the game I decided, yes, I want England to win the World Cup. The decision still hurts, but it is what it is.

God forgive me.

 

 

Equador – Galapagos Islands

I have swum with sharks, tortoises, rays and penguins. Nearly tripped over seals and came close to mashing marine iguanas under foot many times. Played underwater tag with frolicking sea lions and lost (never really got close to winning, maybe they have had a bit more practice). Seen multitudes of birds with names such as 'Black Noddy' and 'Blue Footed Boobie'. Vivid red crabs mingle with endemic pelicans. In fact, many times there are many different types of animals all within the same small area. They not only ignore each other but also the visiting humans. Staring contest with a sea lion anyone? Believe me, you are going to lose (if they don't get bored and decide to fall asleep with you right in front of them).

Welcome to the Galapagos Islands.

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Decision time happened around 3 weeks ago as to whether to blow a hole in the budget and make a trip here or to miss out again. Decision made, flight booked and then the search for a last minute 'cheaper' cruise option that fitted within the 11 days of my flights. Luckily I found a great boat, the 'Monserrat', with a upper berth cabin for the 8 day jaunt. Food was great, all of my fellow travelers hit it off really well, and the crew and our guides, William and Danilo, were excellent.

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An average day starts with breakfast at 7am, then the morning activities would usually involve two of either a cruise in one of the inflatables, a walk or a snorkel. Lunch is at 12pm followed by a different combination of the mornings activities at a different site. Dinner follows at 7pm. Very regimented, but so very rewarding.

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If I was to complain about anything it was that I arrived at Galapagos fit and trim. I left with quite a few more added pounds as those all you can eat buffets were great in one way (for 8 blissful days I didn't have to search out for restaurants or hotels, so very easy and so very, very nice) but probably not so good for any near term future hikes that may follow. Still mega veges were consumed and my body probably needed a break from chicken and rice.

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Now in the capital of Equador, Quito. I have found Equador rather strange. Been sick twice with food related problems but also have had some great tucker. Stayed in Guayaquil for a few days before and one after Galapagos. For a bustling city during the day it takes on a dodgy personna after 7pm when the streets become cleared of people and the feeling of safety dissapates, with only scattered men hanging around street corners and some grouped together elsewhere. I think I'll eat in tonight became the norm after the first night's very fast walk between hotel and restaurant. Anyway all turned out fine, leaving Quito tomorrow heading north towards Columbia. Not sure where I will be going but somewhere it will be.