A deeply tanned woman on the side of a dirt road called out to a pair of bikini-clad tourists pushing bikes. Her voice rose over the slapping waves and hoots of encouragement rising from a nearby slack line.

“Happy hour at 5 o’clock,” said the bar’s husky-voiced proprietress. “We have pina coladas, beer, a bonfire and guitars.”

If we were playing Name That Destination, her shout-out for cheap cocktails, combined with the pool-blue ocean and beachy dress code, would direct most pushpins to Mexico, Belize or Costa Rica. However, the marine iguanas lounging like Sports Illustrated models on volcanic rocks and the sea lions bobbing in the waves divulged the tropical location.

To paraphrase a boozy vacation mantra: Somewhere, even on the Galapagos Islands, it’s 5 o’clock.

In most minds, a trip to Ecuador’s micro-animal kingdom doesn’t typically involve such terrestrial diversions as drinking discounted brews around a fire or tiptoeing on a tightrope. But a “Beach Blanket Bingo” streak runs through the islands, shattering the notion that the Galapagos is all animals and no party.

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