This post will be a bit off the cuff… not my usual care. I am in an internet cafe on ethernet in the small town on the southern end of Santa Cruz Island, downhill from the giant tortoises, 45 kilometers from the harbor that has boats to the other islands. It is Sunday and the town is very quiet. Hot. Shabda, Wendy, David and I are staying at Patricio’s house a few blocks north east. My room has a fan. The main room has two. Today Wendy locked her keys in the room and Patricio does not have an extra pair, so I bound a strainer to the other end of a broom and edged open the screen (behind the heavy grill, bolted to the window). We were all cheering as the keys fell into the “cup” and were eased out the window.
Yesterday Wendy and I met two penguins and had a delicious 10 minutes as the only people on a beautiful beach in the middle of the ocean. Captain Marlon took us on a 2 hour journey to an island I cannot spell. While the other 18 people (including Shabda and David) snorkeled with a shark, Wendy and I had a journey in the Zodiac with Roland. Sadly the large groups of small penguins native to these islands have all but disappeared! Patricio says the last El Nino almost pushed them to extinction.
We have led the Dances of Universal Peace two evenings here, and tonight Shabda will give a talk, and the last night of Dances. He was on TV talking about the Sufi work our first night here.
Rosalea and Julian, her nephew, have made this all possible and have graciously hosted us, as has Patricio. Tomorrow we begin the journey home. We are grateful for this adventure. Here are some photos: