Month: April 2010

A bizarre brush with Korea

The whole thing was so utterly ungainly. There I sat, legs splayed and groaning in agony as the 19-year-old boy opposite me chuckled softly to himself. Perhaps I should explain. Today was only my second day on the Galapagos island of San Cristobal and already I appear to be a treasured member of the Tae […]


Ending up in prison

Prison gates must look the same all over the world. Tall, steel and fitted with one of those imposing sliding grills. I was the first out of the taxi. I tapped hesitantly on the grill. “Hola,” I called quietly. The grill slid back and an Ecuadorian eye observed the four gringos standing on the pavement. We squinted back at him through […]


Herman and hair loss

Ecuadorian bureaucracy is a joy for which there are apparently no limits. It started at the Ecuadorian embassy in London, where you need a mountain of paperwork, every ‘i’ dotted and every ‘t’ crossed, to obtain your visa. Yawn. It continued today in spectacular fashion. Last week we successfully obtained our full visas via the […]