From poison apple trees to an “Alice in Wonderland” mangrove forest, everywhere you turn is like stepping into a storybook. These islands make it into the pages of legendary books such as “Robinson Crusoe” but you would never guess that you would turn the corner to see a Galapagos Hawk eyeing you from the treetops like the Cheshire Cat or a Darwin finch hopping about as quick as the White Rabbit. The snow white beaches are certain to steal your heart, even if you have to be as small as a dwarf to crawl through the mangrove trees to reach them.
I’m crossing one more destination off of my bucket list tomorrow — Ecuador‘s Galapagos Islands. It’s going to be tough to beat my last adventure in Veracruz, Mexico, where I made so many great friends, conquered my fear of bugs, heights, the jungle and the dark and defied death on a class-IV rapid, repelled down a 130-foot cliff and swam in several dodgy bodies of water.