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About Our Family

Don’t mind me, I’m just updating my “About Me” page. Rather, I’m adding a new “About Me” page so that I can keep the old one buried somewhere in my blog. Every now and then I’ll go back to it and remember who I was at some point in time. :)
My name is Erica. On the other side of the world, I’m a newbie lawyer who graduated law school and passed the bar with a baby in tow. Here in Tanzania, I’m a stay-at-home-mama to a pretty rad toddler named Evita Pilar. My husband and I love to travel, but we don’t just want to see the world- we want to live it. Saying goodbye to Hawaii was difficult, but it has definitely been worth the experience so far.

My Travels

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Throwback Thursday: Los Tuneles

One of my favorite places in the Galapagos Islands is Los Tuneles (or “The Tunnels”). The place is a maze of lava tunnels about an hour or so (by boat) from Puerto Villamil. We visited Los Tuneles a few times while I was there, in order to do some snorkeling for our fish identification class, conservation work, and surfing. We also went during the eruption of Cerro Azul so that we could get a better view of the lava. I had never seen anything like it. As far as you can see, there are mazes of lava tubes and caves and secluded little pools. Luckily our boat driver, Cuarto, was a pro at navigating through it. The place is just gorgeous.

During one of our trips to Los Tuneles, I experienced one of the most amazing hippy, close-to-nature things in my life. While we were snorkeling, there was a friendly lobito (sea lion) guiding us through the tunnels and playing silly games with us. He would swim right up to our faces and allow us to stare in his eyes for a second before blowing bubbles in our faces. He stayed by our side the entire time we were in the water, which was about an hour or so. He kept encouraging us to go through tunnels we probably otherwise wouldn’t have gone through, and we did. Below is a short video of the game he was playing, followed by a video of me swimming through one of the tunnels with him. I’m so glad we were able to capture these moments because they’re pretty unbelievable to me.

Throwback Thursday: Floreana Pirate Caves

Throwback Thursday is a way to document pre-blogging life.
While studying abroad in the Galapagos, we made a trip to Isla Floreana to study the wild tortoises and other critters for my Evolutionary Biology class. The island was about a 2 1/2 hour boat ride from mine, and I’m so glad I found a little video of it. It was pretty much bumpy like that the entire way, definitely not for those with a weak stomach. I loved riding right up at the front. (That’s me on the right with the Misfits hoodie.)
The captain of our panga was nicknamed Cuatro (as in 4). When we arrived on the island, Cuatro was greeted by a not-so-friendly Blue-Footed Booby (who actually kept trying to bite Cuatro as he was tying up the boat.) He actually grew up on Isla Floreana. The population stays at around 125 and there are only about 8-10 extended families on the whole island. Needless to say, Cuatro lives on Isabela now. It was nice visiting the island with someone who was from there, though. We went to his brother’s house and said hello to his family.We also stopped by his old school and said hello to the children there. 
We hiked along the shore for a bit and came across an awesome above-ground grave on a black sand beach. 
While doing a little research in the highlands, we found natural spring water dripping out of rocks. It was pretty neat. We also ran into one of Cuatro’s friends who was cruising on a donkey.
When our studies were over we made our way to the pirate caves. Floreana has a very interesting history (that you can read about here). It involves pirates and nudists. Back in the day, the Pacific was being heavily explored by sailors from many countries. They were perfect targets for pirates who carved out a resting place and lookout on the highest point of Floreana. From this spot they were able to look miles out into the Pacific and watch for passing ships.
When we descended the highlands there was a feast waiting for us. We grubbed out and climbed back into the boat. I remember watching Floreana getting smaller and smaller behind us, wondering if I would ever return.