After a quite rough ride with the nutshell (aka. “ferry”) we arrived well-soaked in salt water at the island San Christóbal. On this day the weather stayed bad, so except for dinner we didn’t leave our accommodation anymore – specially because we had to get dry and heat ourselves up. Not so easy when there is no heating and nothing that can be called a hot shower. During our walk for dinner we figuered out that Puerto Baquerizo Moreno is totally different to Puerto Ayora. Tourists are rare and most of the places that are made for tourists do not seem to want them. This starts already at the tourist information – they had no map of the town available and were not really in the mood to be interrupted during their private chit-chat for longer than absolutely necessary.
With some info from an Austrian woman, who spent some weeks on San Cristóbal to do voluntary work, we decided to do a half day trip with a taxi to some places along the island’s only main road. And we visited a snorkling spot in walking distance from the harbour, which would have been quite nice, had there been better weather… a highlight were some sea-lions joining us in the water.
After 2 nights we were happy to enter another nutshell that brought us back to Puerto Ayora.