So, where is your favorite place on the island?

Yes.  My favorite place.  Well, being literally surrounded by beaches, cliffs, and lookout points that boggle one's mind, easily reminds you of how far from civilization (the civilization that I know that is) you are.  For many people, I anticipate that these are the immediate hotspots and favorites of many; they ARE the reason tourist and non-tourist alike flock to the islands.  For me, I'm different (read: weird) in that my favorite spot on the island is a little non-traditional so-to-speak.  (I know, you're shocked...)  Actually, let me clarify that the following is my favorite spot and could change as there is a lot of the island still left uncharted for me.  Nonetheless, every Saturday morning I walk to the market.  Minus a few Saturdays, the sun is shining and the water is sparkling.  I've come to realize having stood on the lookout points, having laid on the beaches, and having hiked the cliffs that while they ARE amazing, the truth is----my favorite spot is a random segment of street in the middle of town which is situated on the "hill" which appears right after The Charles Darwin Convention Center and Galamaxi (Or is it "Galamarket"...whose genius idea was it to name the two grocery stores the basically the same..???  Ergh.)

Anyway, regardless, it is a city block that overlooks a desolate park, steel girders, concrete blocks, and a substantial amount of trash (A lot of these folks are litter bugs, I say!).  However, when you stop looking down at the grey and grime, you see brightly colored buildings, you see the tops of palm trees even with the shore line, you see the sparkling aquamarine water in the distance, you see everything that you both love and hate about the island.  It speaks to me.  It makes me chuckle every time because it combines nature with the positives and negatives that is humanity.  It encapsulates what Latin American and what Galapagos is all about.  The palm tree smiling, the water dancing, the trash curled up in the bushes, the girders waiting to be more, the people below traversing the streets so ignorant of the reality I see through my eyes.  Well, it is absolutely beautiful.  And, while I do love a good pile of sand to roll around in, this random city block on some random street in the middle of town, well, it IS the epitome of the human experience and the essence of nature's reality all wrapped up in one--it is my favorite.