galapagos
fernando was the cruise director. it was his sonorous voice we heard every morning for wake up call. one morning it was, whales. we have whales off the bow. another morning it was dolphins. other things we would see: sea lions (they stink), marine iguanas (they spit salt on each others' heads), land iguanas, boobies (red footed, blue footed, and nazca) (dive bomb for fish), frigates (pirates), turtles, herons, finches, jellyfish, sharks, fish, starfish, penguins, albatross, petrols, rays, tortoises, and more. the bartender was jose. he fed me diet cokes by the 2 litre bottles. the naturalists were bolivar and witman. hola boli, was fun to say. he had a nasally voice. but spoke goodly english. witman spoke clearly. but his english comprehension was surprisingly lacking. you'd ask him a question and he'd tell you something interesting. it might have something to do with some of the words you said. but much of the time it was our own fault. we the tourists would ask sloppy questions. incomplete partial questions. and when we saw he was confused we'd repeat a portion of the question louder and slower. which generally only confused the issue even more.