I've a feeling we're not in the Galapagos anymore

I signed up for a nature walk in the forest this morning. The air was thick and wet, smelling of mud and leaves and damp wood, as different from the sere, raw Galapagos as it's possible to be. 

We saw agoutis, huge rodents something like two-foot long guinea pigs with pink ears, leafcutter ants carrying stems and stalks many times their size, and enormous spider webs that made me grateful not to be encountering the spiders involved. I didn't take many pictures; the heavy canopy kept most of the light from reaching the trail, and keeping my footing and not tripping over the tree roots took most of my concentration.