Paddling with Stingrays

I went paddling with some stingrays yesterday. Now I can't think of any high-profile celebrity deaths that would suggest that that's a bad idea. There were sharks and puffer fish in the water too, all good things to tread on.

I saw albatross this morning. Now to me an albatross is a near mythical beast that you only really hear about in Hemingway novels, so I was only expecting to see one, maybe two. I certainly wasn't expecting to find them napping in the footpaths like big, ornamental seagulls. Well illusion-shattering.

Not like the blue-footed boobies. They are fast becoming my favourite thing, at the moment they're in my top ten, somewhere between "eating endangered species" and "seeing old people fall over". They're so charismatic. The guy boobies do a goofy, little dance to impress the ladies, the lady boobies find it a bit amusing, but ultimately turn up their beaks and make moon eyes at some one more badass. Reminds me of me, I guess.

Wildlife photography is easy in the Galapagos. Even I'm taking photos. If you're lucky I might even post them...