i officially have an official date of my return, january 17th, which means i will not be home for christmas which could be sad. especially since i just watched this movie with matthew broderick and danny devito about the importance of being with your family on christmas. then again, that was the lamest movie ever featuring lines like ¨come here you little fart!¨ and ï´m the christmas guy around here¨ and people randomly breaking into song. ANYWAY clam and i are all by our lonesome now. we left quito yesterday, took a bus all night to salinas, ran into the ocean in salinas, and then got on another bus to montañita where i am typing this. montañita is a very very cute little surf town with lots of people who think theyre really cool and might actually be. quito was more like a lot of white people wearing crocs, prolly becuase we were in the part called gringo town. uhhhh before that we were in the GALOPS! as in, the galopagos. amazing. incredible. spectacular. i snorkled every single day and got seasick every single day and saw gigantic sea turtles and gigantic 200 hundred year old land tortoises that breathe like this HHHHHOOOOOOOOOO AAAAAAAHHHHHHH. i also saw a pack of eagle rays, which i mistook for the much more dangerous pack of sting rays. also, as i was showering in the bathroom of my cabin boat, an unusually traumatic thing happened. i turned off the shower and turned to open the door, when the door handle fell off. so im standing in the tiny boat bathroom the size of me, completly naked, heaving myself against the door pounding and screaming help in all kinds of languages. i pride myself in not being a clausterphobe but everything began to close in on me as i realized i was right next to the engine so no one would hear me or find me for hours. then luckily someone heard me and got the boats mechanic, who worked on the lock for a couple minutes and then quickly ran away because i was naked.
we were in the galops at the time in the year where all the baby sea lions were born like a week ago so it was the cutest thing ever. on one of the islands you leave a postcard/letter/message/note in a barrel, and you look through all the other messages for an address that is near you and you hand deliver it. i sent a few out and took a few to deliver.
drip castles
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the colors on that lizard are so pretty, and his face is hella gnarly! and is that baby sea lion eating those lizards?
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