Galápagos Luxury Lodge Review: Pikaia Lodge on Santa Cruz Island – Infinity Pool, Spa & Sunset
Galápagos Day 6 – On the Hill, Between the Sea and Myself
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🕔 05:00–07:00 | Dawn in the Glass Room, the Hour When Waves Awaken
Pikaia Lodge, 2nd Floor, Deluxe Terrace Room. Temperature 22°C, humidity 86%.
When I awoke, I pulled the blanket up to my chin and lay still, as if to catch my breath. Through the eastern window, the breeze slipped in, and the half-finished cup of herbal tea trembled faintly with ripples of herbs. The notebook spread open on the table rustled, each page stretching like a creature waking. The scent of the sea pierced into the depths of my heart, illuminating memories from the very first day until now, glowing softly like a lamp within me.
🕖 07:00–09:00 | Breakfast – Along the Inner Coast
Evolution Restaurant, window seat. Temperature 23°C.
Plantain toast thinly spread with fig and cheese. A tart of pineapple, freshly baked and steaming. Mango, as if plucked that very moment from the tree, sliced into small pieces and layered with coconut yogurt in a clear glass. The yellow flesh burst like beads in my mouth, flooding me with the fragrance of coconut. Espresso, crowned with fresh milk foam, filled a refined cup, and the latte’s gentle froth swept across lips and nose like a wave. The juice of mango bursting through smiling teeth shimmered faintly on the shaded glass window, reflecting light in a blur.
🕘 09:00–11:00 | Bio-Trail – Time Between the Trees
Walking the Pikaia Lodge Private Bio-Trail. Temperature 26°C, humidity 84%.
A rough path, red stones mingled with gravel, lay underfoot, blanketed by descending mist. The endless trunks of colossal trees stood gathered, wrapped in gray haze, while from afar the faint calls of seabirds and forest birds rose and fell. Other than the scent of damp sea wind, a stillness deeper than silence filled the air.
Wild orchids in yellow and violet hues bloomed gracefully, while cacti grew nearby like gentle companions. Perhaps because the sea was so transparent, the shallow waters revealed corals in brilliant colors, and turtles larger than my outstretched arms swam leisurely, tearing at the sea grass. Foam-crested waves rolled in and out, painting the sandy floor like a canvas, each brushstroke drawn by the tide’s breath. It felt as though I were walking in the frozen time of creation. The boundless sea and sky, formed of countless droplets like mirrors, reflected and embraced one another, appearing bound together in love.
🕚 11:00–13:00 | Infinity Pool – Meditation Above the Water
Lodge Infinity Pool. Temperature 28°C, humidity 75%.
Sunlight pierced through glass without filter, scattering reflections until everything around became an orchestration of light. Holding a glass of freshly pressed lime-orange juice, I stepped slowly into the water and gazed out at the endless sea. Beads of sweat gathered on the bridge of my nose and above the lenses of my sunglasses. The cool citrus spread through me, more refreshing than the scent of the ocean.
Far away, a pod of dolphins leapt, tracing rainbow arcs, hurling themselves into the waves with abandon. I remembered dolphin shows from long ago, and the comments I had once left online: Free them, let them swim free. Thinking of captive dolphins made my chest ache, while the sight of those moving freely, bodies cast into the sea of freedom, brought countless emotions at once. I wondered if we, humans, were any different. Looking upon the immense ocean, I thought again of how small and fleeting our existence truly is.
🕐 13:00–15:00 | Terrace Lunch – Chewing on Today
In-room dining, balcony lunch. Temperature 29°C.
Crisp fries fragrant with herbs, dipped in molten cheese that steamed in a small ceramic bowl. Salad of avocado and fresh cherries, their green and red hues so vivid it felt like eating color itself. Sparkling water with preserved lemon syrup brightened my whole body like vitamins flooding in.
From afar, the sound of boats entering and leaving the harbor rang out, and gulls, larger than the span of a man’s arms, circled noisily above and around. On the scorching sand, sea lions lay basking in the sun, scattered like tiny dots in the distance. When the meal ended, I lingered, gazing at the sea and the horizon, listening to the rhythm of waves breathing slow and then quick.
🕒 15:00–17:00 | Spa – Waves at the Fingertips
Pikaia Spa, seaweed body therapy. Temperature 27°C, indoors 25°C, humidity 78%.
The therapist entered with oils made of coconut and the scent of lemon verbena. The music, fresh as ocean spray, filled the air. I closed my eyes and gave my back over to the massage. The fragrance soaked into my skin until it breathed like the tides, rising and falling with the rhythm of the sea.
🕔 17:00–19:00 | Final Sunset – Sitting in the Balcony Chair
Temperature 24°C.
On the balcony chair, reclining the backrest to forty-five degrees. The soft wind enveloped my skin more gently than sea foam. At the equator, the sun sank, turning the ocean into a sea of molten lava, redder than fire itself. The endless water glowed crimson, swelling and breaking, until my chest felt heavy, overwhelmed. After city towers crammed tight, to see such endless wilderness was awe itself. The first thrill had mellowed into calm, and without knowing it, I was already blending into those trembling red waves, becoming part of them.
🕖 19:00–21:00 | Farewell Dinner – The Last Island Within the Mouth
Evolution Restaurant. Temperature 23°C.
Shrimp risotto, full of plump, bursting shrimp, arrived with a salad dressed in grapefruit and orange peel. The shrimp’s juices overflowed richly, filling the mouth with freshness and savor, harmonized by the tart sweetness of the citrus dressing. For dessert, an Ecuadorian dark chocolate mousse cake adorned with snowy whipped cream and strawberries. The strawberries burst on the tongue, mingling with mousse and cream, an unending symphony of flavor and fragrance.
The first glass was red wine, savored slowly. The second, white wine, finished to the last drop. Through the restaurant’s large windows, moonlight shone pure and clear, brighter than any lamp could dream to be. In that moment, I felt that no mood light crafted by human hands could rival the natural lamp of the night sky. All the memories of the Galápagos, from the first day until now, shimmered within me, brimming like the wine I had drunk.
🕘 21:00–23:00 | The End of Silence, the Beginning of Stars
Deluxe Terrace Room. Temperature 22°C, humidity 85%.
With only the lightest luggage, there was little to pack. I closed my laptop, finishing the last of my photos. Above the sea, stars embroidered the dark surface, scattering their fragrance of light as they danced with the tide’s breath. I poured peppermint tea, sweetened with honey, and sat on the balcony. Bathed in starlight, I drifted into thought. Already soaked, and soaked again, my heart had been dyed through to its depths.
FAQ
Q1: When is the best season to visit Santa Cruz Island for calm seas and clear skies?
A1: June–November offers cooler, drier air with the Humboldt current, while December–May brings warmer water and brighter skies. For infinity-pool mornings and lava-red sunsets, many travelers favor December–May.
Q2: How far is Pikaia Lodge from Puerto Ayora and El Chato Reserve?
A2: By car, it’s roughly 30–50 minutes to Puerto Ayora and about 20–30 minutes to El Chato, depending on traffic and weather. Private guides help optimize timing for breakfast, trails, and sunset views.
Q3: Can I photograph wildlife like giant tortoises up close?
A3: Keep a respectful distance and follow park guidelines. A natural documentary look with an 85 mm–200 mm lens preserves detail without stressing the animals; avoid flash and sudden movement.
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