Today, we went to the Wall of Tears. It was built in the 1940's by 300 prisoners, who were sent to the Island to serve out their sentence doing hard, manual labor. They were supposed to build their own prison, but only got around to completing the first wall. Four years after the prisoners arrived on Isabela, most of them escaped and in 1959 the penal colony was freed. There's me in front of the Wall. Pretty appropriate expression, don't you think?
The tortoise picture was taken as we were walking from the Wall of Tears back to the Taxi that took us home. I don't know what it is about tortoises, but I guess I like 'em.
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