I am so depressed that the rice for my camera didn't work, I believe it really is beyond help at this point. I'm also thoroughly upset that my posts will be naked and void of photos for the rest of the trip! They just look so empty, sad, and uninteresting with nothing on them.  Not to mention all the amazing moments and memories I missed capturing today.

Got up early again, and we got ready to go out to Isla San Jorge for our snorkel/SCUBA venture. Paco was doing so much better after the shot Felipe and Mackenzie administered last night. He was running around, playing, and chewing on my fingers; I definitely have puppy love for the little guy. After we loaded everyone up and got down to the docks, it was about an hour ride out to the island. First we swam on the west side, then the east. Once most of the others got out of the water it was a lot easier to navigate the small "safe" area. I dove to the bottom a few times and met an octopus by accidentally stepping on him. I was also bumped a few times by some sea lions swimming next to, under, and over me; one pulled my fin, and one came in for a kiss on the east side of the island. Dr.C got quite a few awesome photos, and one of me snorkeling - you can see just how close the sea lions were to us! We ate lunch on the boat, and afterwards helped conduct a census of the sea lion population. The ride back was really choppy, and I got an awful sunburn on my back. I'm wearing t-shirts and jeans the rest of the trip.

After a short nap back at the home base, we went into town to do some souvenir shopping and get dinner. While everyone seemed to decide on a light dinner this evening, the food seemed to be pretty bland all around. However we did manage to see the solar eclipse, pretty awesome stuff. The real excitement came when the Federales showed up. There is a gentleman named Kiko Muno running for President of the Municipality, which is the Mayor. There was a band in the back of the truck and Erin, Mackenzie and Zanna got up and started dancing out on the restaurant deck, and a few of us were dancing in our seats. Then the police trucks started trailing behind, guys in full combat gear and AK-47s, loaded and pointed right at us and other people. We stopped dancing after that.

Tomorrow is another early morning and I need to apply more aloe to this nasty burn. Ow.