Breakfast was literally as soon as we got back, and was a bit slapdash – the barbed comments about the brown bread came out, there was no fruit, hot food was pancakes. Then there was a big rush to pack and shower. I only just managed to get organised, but SS was again chafing against authority. I was trying to hurry him, as the bags had to go first to the docks on
a separate boat. But SS would not be rushed (and told me so). So I went out and got Alex to stop the boat going until SS finished pfaffing and packing in his own time. Ho hum. We were on the panga and off to the dock on our last ride at 7:55am. 
We found out quickly that this was because the Sagitta was the first of the boats to refuel
, so they needed us off. Unfortunately our bus did not arrive for 50minutes, so we were all standing around on the dock in the hot sun with nowhere to sit (the sea lions had again annexed the benches) with a hangover. Never have I been so tempted to tell a sea lion to budge up!
The other boats disgorged their passengers on to the dock, so by the time our bus arrived there were about 50 people standing on the docks. Luckily we were on the superior boat, so everyone else was told to wait as the Sagitta muscled through.
We go to the airport, reunited with our bags, then waited patiently for our flight to be called. Once it was, we went through and went to the Royal Palm Lounge (very nice compared to the rest of the airport which is basic and functional rather than charming). Again, Sagitta has its privileges!
Then it was back off to Quito!
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