I had a dream the night before last. Someone handed my a phone saying it was my mother. A voice I didn’t recognize said “Don’t get on the ship”. So it was with a sense of foreboding the I headed to the airport for our flight to the Galapagos. After an hour delay and a bit of turbulence, we reached Baltra.

A guide shepherded a dozen or so of us onto a bus, than onto a ferry, then into a van before breaking the news that a mechanical problem had been discovered on the Xavier, the ship we booked a month ago (our third booking after the Voyager crashed last December and the Nemo was taken out of service to receive a new navigation system). Hopefully the was the ship I was warned about in my dream and the next one will go smoothly.

As for a ship, we are being placed on one called The Legend for a 4 day/3 night cruise (not the 8 day/7night one we had been looking forward to). They’re not sure what they’re going to do with us after that. Instead of seeing Blue-Footed Boobies and dining on a ship, we skipped lunch, briefly toured the Darwin Center (large tortoises), and checked into a hotel on Santa Cruz island (hence the WiFi connection).

Five other passengers are on the same boat, the others were placed on a different ship. We commiserated at dinner and to vent some of our frustration, we ordered everything possible off the menu – a large salad, fish, and dessert.

Once again, I’m reminded that patience and flexibility are essential for travel.