Even though we left the boat this morning our guide still managed to get us up at 5.45 for another walk on North Seymour island – in case the 600 photos of seals and boobies we already had was not enough.
By mid-afternoon we were back in Puerto Ayora for our first sleep on dry land for a week. Being Sunday nothing (except the church) was open so we resigned ourselves to watching a really dreadful Hugh Grant film – as if there is any other kind.
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