When I flew home from my week in the Cook Islands and stepped outside the terminal at Los Angeles International Airport, I cried. I went from being immersed in a place where a single stop sign in the whole country could create a three-car traffic jam to a city saturated with overstimulation. It was too much to take in and I felt completely overwhelmed in that moment when I stepped from one world into another.
Similarly, nine days in the Galapagos Islands can change a person. I just returned from one of the most pristine, authentic places on this earth, and it’s going to take me a few days to catch up to the speed of life that has continued to flow by while I stepped out of my normal routine to visit a place that time has not touched.
In addition to adding thoughts onto the to-do lists that have multiplied in size since I arrived home, I’ve been mentally scribbling down words and thoughts parading through my head: Clean, renew, raw, possibilities, equality. But also: Destruction, fear, hierarchy, extinction, entitlement. What I saw and felt and learned will take time to sink in. I have to figure out what to do with all the things I’ve taken away from the experience and how I can share those with you. Suffice to say, nine days in the Galapagos Islands can change a person.
In the meantime, here is a taste of what I saw during my trip. More to come in the weeks and months ahead…