The 29th of April the Capitan Pablo Rios drove me and my host family to Catemaco for a Rotary convention. Memo and I did not enter the convention itself; instead, we went to eat, he took a nap in the car while I read Frankenstein, and then we took a boat tour of the lagoon there, which is a tourist destination for the area.
The day was exceedingly gloomy and dreary, a mood perhaps heightened by reading Frankenstein (which takes place partly in the north of Scotland, also apparently a very dreary place, and is a very good book, incidentally).
The major sight to see in the lagoon is the Isla de Monos, or Island of Monkeys. Everyone threw peanuts at them and they came down to us. Some of them even got into the boat.
This is another island, a bird perch. There are hundreds of birds there, shitting and raising children. The smaller black birds are extremely common here, even more so than pigeons, and seem to be some sort of raven. The larger black and white birds are herons, as are the even larger bluish grey birds.
The day was exceedingly gloomy and dreary, a mood perhaps heightened by reading Frankenstein (which takes place partly in the north of Scotland, also apparently a very dreary place, and is a very good book, incidentally).
The major sight to see in the lagoon is the Isla de Monos, or Island of Monkeys. Everyone threw peanuts at them and they came down to us. Some of them even got into the boat.
This is another island, a bird perch. There are hundreds of birds there, shitting and raising children. The smaller black birds are extremely common here, even more so than pigeons, and seem to be some sort of raven. The larger black and white birds are herons, as are the even larger bluish grey birds.
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