As I’m sure everyone knows, last week was the presidential
election. Remembering my first presidential election, I had an appreciation for
the excitement and nervousness my fellow classmates held throughout the
evening. Being in the Galapagos with limited internet and the inability to
change anything about the election even if I had wanted to, I enjoyed a nice
relaxing evening sin internet.
Last week my new (and last) class in the Galapagos has
begun. It’s bittersweet: I get an extra two and a half weeks at the end of the
class to relax, but I’ll only have 2 ½ weeks left on the archipelago. There’s a
part of me that’s willing to be irresponsible and “miss” my flight, and every
subsequent one after that, until Immigration drags my butt onto the plane.
Yeah.
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Building of the windmills |
This Tuesday my class took another ride up to the Highlands.
Our first stop was the electric company in the Progresso. There we got a short
segment of information about the windmill power that the island uses to offset
the use of diesel to make electricity. In 2005 Ecuador built three turbines
near el Junco. These windmills each produce 8 kWh, creating 35% of the
electricity used on San Cristobal. These windmills have saved 1 million gallons
of diesel that would have been used to produced electricity, and have prevented
10,000 tons of CO2 emissions. Driving up further into the highlands, I couldn’t
see 30ft in front of my face the mist was so thick and the garua sprinkled upon
us somewhat like a light mist. Our initial plan was to go for a nice long hike
through the muddy highlands, yet we spent a significant amount of this time on
the bus waiting for the owner of the property to arrive. When he finally did
(yay!!), we drove to an area that still allowed us to reach our destination and
return within a decent amount of time. The path we walked along was lined with
Miconia. Miconia, an endemic species on the Galapagos archipelago, provides a
great example of competitive dominance, where the dominant species monopolies
resources to reduce species diversity via exclusion of shared resources. After
returning from the walk we went to see the windmills that we had previously
learned about at the electric company. The windmills are these massive
structures with powerful turbines. These impressive structures were made in
Spain, and it cost the European Nation $10 million to supply the three windmills
to Ecuador. Although San Cristobal is cutting back on diesel use through the
use of power generated by the windmills, diesel will always be in high demand
on the archipelago due to the increase of boat usage between the islands.
After a short break (and vacation, hehe), I’ve finally gotten back into my running and exercising routine. I kind of have to because Wonder Women will be here in 4 weeks and I have to be able to keep up with her. Another fun endurance building routine I’ve discovered is…..wait for it….wait for it…..Latino Zumba! Hahaha, oh yeah. This is the greatest class ever, because not only is it a zumba class, but it’s taught by two Latino men, one of which has the ability to make you drool during the dance moves. So here we are, usually 2 gringas and one Asian (sorry to single you out Jackie), shaking, dropping, and popping it to some pretty awesome reggaeton. And on an equatorial island? Pretty much my idea of paradise. Here we are, the white American girls among all of these much older Latina women, trying to keep up with the guy on the stage, while the music’s blaring and pumping. Oh my. One of the guys, pretty sure he’s a dancer, has a tendency to make things up as goes, leaving us trying to keep up, not only the moves but this guy’s energy. I just don’t think my body has the ability to move that quickly from side to side, and I try to make it do it every Tuesday and Thursday for one hour at 7pm.
I’ve discovered the Mercado, a fresh fruit market. Heaven? I think so. All the produce is fresh from the Highlands, which is pretty awesome because I know where it comes from, but potentially dangerous due to bacteria and what not. Lately I’ve been eating spinach salads with avocado, beets (my favorite!), cucumber, and fresh mango with a little lime juice. I also buy lots of apples (from Chile) and carrots (home grown). Mom, I need you to not read this part and skip to the next paragraph. So I’m at the Mercado, I buy a bunch of fruits and veggies that would probably cost me $20 in NY (I got it for $8!), and how do I wash a carrot before I eat it? I rub it off on my pants. That’s right. I will also add here that I have not been sick since I cleansed my GI system with anti-parasitics and antibiotics (although I do believe that a new round of anti-parasitics is in store; it’s a part of life here).
My final for whatever my plant class is called is now over; it had these awesome questions that allowed me to take my creativity to a whole new level, although it involved a large amount of writing. One of the questions was similar to "COme up with an idea to eradicate the Galapagos archipelago of all introduced species. It can be f...king anything (kill all the people, burn everything, ect.). Just have a good argument. Yet another reason why I love Ecuador. Ama la Vida!
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Muelle at Santa Cruz |
I just arrived to Santa Cruz and will be here through next saturday. The boat ride was uneventful; the fact that I was passed out probably had something to do with that. I'm pretty sure I'm getting used to being on boats b/c I rarely get the sea sickness anymore. But then I also drug myself heavily, so who really knows.
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