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Travel Blogs from Playa Hermosa
... and it seemed that I still might not be able to go because they had two other divers coming. All I was thinking was noooooo in my head but then luckily they said the other two definitely wouldn't be coming. YES! (May have said this out loud too, oops) So yeah I'm very excited for Monday now. Hopefully we'll see mantas! After work Taylor and I decided to celebrate St Patricks day. I was only going to go out for a few drinks but it didn't bode well that we started the evening ...
... to the hotel and intereacted with the staff and other guests. We even met other students from around the country that were on different stages of the same tour. We exchanged notes, experiences, and warnings and at the end of the day improved our communication and socializing skills. Today was really fun and I really wish this day could have been alot longer, because it seems like there just wasn´t enough hours in the day for everything.
... climb up on top of our bunk beds
and eat chips and salsa that we bought at the store earlier cause we are
both starving since we never really ate lunch or dinner. We finally go
to bed, and we know we are going to be tired because we already made
plans to meet the boys at 8am to go hiking. 8am is going to come early!
Ice cream – just under $2US
Rum and gingerale- $10
A beer at the bar- ...
... luggage space. And the lady at the ticket booth said it would up to the driver to decide if he wants to take the bike. It might take some begging but Michelle said "let's leave the bikes here for a few days, come back, then go to San Jose from here." We decided to ask in the morning and retired to our room to chomp our wonderful salad and cheese while watching Oprah and then Internal Affairs with Richard ...
... an attendant who told me about the park and gave me directions and a map. A little further up the road I could stop in the mud beside the road and slog to a wooden bridge that was built out into the wetlands. I could stand there in the rain and watch all kinds of birds feeding. I very much wish I'd been able to capture the brown bird whose picture I've attached in flight. I don't know if his wing feathers were translucent or the underside was just ...