I arrived in Guayaquil, Ecuador, early on Friday morning.
Already some of my biggest worries were over:
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the transfer between United and LAN Ecuador at JFK went fairly smooth, and the 4.5 hour layover was pleasant
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- Dexter season 5 on my iPhone made the flights go by quickly, and my New Trent battery would have lasted me for significantly longer than my 20+ hours traveling;
- on a related note, I managed to live without having packed any real books [!];
- I had no issues with customs or luggage;
- I wasn't the only one on the flight from JFK, the expedition met us after customs, and the hotel shuttle was quick and comfy;
- I met a few fellow travelers to the Galápagos, and while they were all above retirement age, most of them were quite friendly.
This was my very first time south of the equator. I managed to resist spending the whole day flushing the toilet and watching which way the water drained.
My Spanish is awful and practically nonexistent.
I napped quite a while; I thought I'd snooze for an hour or two but ended up dozing off from 9am-1pm.
I had the opportunity to wander around a foreign city, but I was more interested in washing off travel grime and losing some of the stress and sleep debt accumulated previously.

Guayaquil, from my hotel room
Gym + shower + a late lunch, at an Ecuadorian Japanese restaurant, which I don't particularly recommend trying. Rugby on television was amusing and bemusing; lateral lateral run tackle lateral run tackle lateral run tackle turnover lateral run grab kick, all in about the time it takes to read this sentence. Some Al Jazeera English, then I dozed off again from about 6pm til about 4:30am, an hour fifteen before my wakeup call.