After waking in the middle of the night to rain on our bed through the ceiling, we rose early in a storm to head to North Seymour, expecting a day out in the rain and cold. Fortunately it seemed to be localised over Puerto Ayora and once across the island at the Baltra Channel, we were back in the bright Galapagos sunshine, waiting for our boat to arrive.Once it did arrive, what a boat! Compared to the little bench-seats-with-side-pannels-if-you're-lucky speedboa...

We left the hostel quite early today (we changed hostels a couple of days ago to a place called 'Miconia') and took a water taxi across to Las Grietas - a swimming hole between a canyon. Because we were there so early, there was only one other person there when we arrived, and more arriving when we left. It was a pretty spot with heaps of giant fishes swimming around. When we returned to Puerto Ayora, still wet and towels around our waists, we found a taxi driver...

Jeremy's still feeling quite ill, so I spent the morning walking around Puerto Ayora while he lay in bed. Eventually, after plying him with gatorades, I dragged him out to have lunch at the Galapagos Deli (fish and chips, and a vegetarian sandwich) followed by their wonderful artesan icecreams. At around 2pm, when the sun was beginning to cool down slightly, we set off on a walk to Tortuga Bay. It was a long walk, and it was still sunny and hot. We bought another...

Our boat left dock at 6am, leaving us with another fantastically early start. We tried to meet Roger and his daughter Julia to take a bus/truck/open bus thing with wooden planks and no windows, but the guy was still asleep, so we ended up walking half way and catching a taxi the rest of the way (Jeremy walked all the way because he didn't want to wait for the bus thing).Once at the dock, we ran in to the slightly panicky moment of finding our names on the Passeng...

Our homework for the night before the tour was to watch the film 'Galapagos Affair', which tells the story of the mysterious disappearances on the island of Floreana in the 1930s. Unfortunately, our wifi signal was not strong enough to download, and the showing at the party hostel never went ahead because we all crashed and missed it. So Claudia (the batty he/she - definitely a she we now realise, strong smoker/drinker voice) told us about the dentist and his wif...