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| Pelican Bay, Puerto Ayora |
We stay in the upper story of the old water tower at the Angermyer farm outside of town, on Avenida Charles Darwin, as the hotels are full. We were told La Señora*, whom we were told we simply MUST meet, is traveling. I meet Franklin, her son, he looks familiar. Someone I once met. It turns out he married a friend and lived in Sausalito. Temporary residencies. I remember him, with his impossible blue eyes and gold-filled teeth. We used to go down to the dock and admire his boat. We were crazy about the water and desperate to learn to sail. He said, I would have taken you sailing. Why didn't you ask? But we were so young and too shy to speak.
7/17/1988
*Johanna Angermeyer may be Franklin's mother, she lived in California during the 1950s and 60s (Sausalito?), and moved back to Puerto Ayora to meet her uncles, but later married an Englishman and moved to England. She lives in Vilcabamba, Ecuador.
*Johanna Angermeyer may be Franklin's mother, she lived in California during the 1950s and 60s (Sausalito?), and moved back to Puerto Ayora to meet her uncles, but later married an Englishman and moved to England. She lives in Vilcabamba, Ecuador.
Johanna Angermeyer's books
My Father's Island: A Galapagos Quest 1989
Is Your Mama an Iguana? 2009
How the Booby Got Its Feet 2010
See also
My Father's Island: A Galapagos Quest 1989
Is Your Mama an Iguana? 2009
How the Booby Got Its Feet 2010
See also
- Postcard from the Galapagps, 0° Lat., 8° long.
- Sweet potatoes and Taro, Galápagos Journal
- LONESOME GEORGE
- RICE RAT
- PENGUINS on BARTOLEME ISLAND
- PARADISE
- Post Office Bay, Floriana Island, Galápagos Journa...
- SWIMMING ALONE, CORONA DEL DIABLO, 2 poems
- In a small boat, adrift, between Islands, Galápago...
- BLUE-FOOTED BOOBIES, ESPANOLA ISLAND
- EIGHT DAYS IN PUERTO AYPRA
- Lava Tunnels, Puerto Ayora
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