Last year, we had an opportunity to visit the Galapagos Islands off the coast of Ecuador. Being a bird watcher, this trip was a dream.
However, before leaving, there was a lot of planning to do. We had to book flights to Quito, Guayaquil, and Baltra airport on Santa Cruz island.
Knowing that the number of visitors on the islands was limited, we requested an entrance permit and joined a guided tour group.
Arriving at Baltra airport, there were several people to greet us.
Having pulled out our visas, permits and passports, there was one more thing for us to do—pay a $100 national park entrance fee.
Then we boarded a shuttle bus. Upon entering the village of Puerto Ayora, there were birds everywhere.
Flying in circles over the fishing boats, the noisy birds followed the fishermen as they returned with the catch of the day.
On shore, people were emptying the boats, preparing the fish, cutting off the heads, removing the guts and putting the fish on ice.
Eying a big fish, there was a fat pelican. Unfortunately, the fish was too big for it to steal.
Standing in line with all the other customers, there was a blue-footed booby. Its bright blue feet were as colorful as our sports shoes.
Becoming impatient, its wings flapped for a reward. Soon a fish head fell to the ground.
Watching this scene was so amusing for us.

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