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We were bemoaning our failure to meet anyone this week - Tico or ex-pat and Butch suggests we rent a car to at least get out of town. We're going to think about that.
We get lost trying to get home. Golly, it's nice to know this happens to other people, too!
The four of us agree to keep in touch - maybe even do a house swap when theirs is completed.
It's been a long day filled with fun and friends.
... they easily allowed bullets in, but made it nearly impossible for the soldiers to shoot out.
In the downtown areas there were rickety kiosks streetside offering everything; banana chips,fruit, single cigarettes, and some with their wares spread all over the footpaths, selling from mangoes to Winnie the pooh paraphernalia.
Such a small world - in Heredia one morning, it was while we were enjoying a 'fria 'coffee ...
... of weeks ago, I knew I was going to do a Superhike here. I gaze out to the clusters of metal roof houses of the towns and villages. No, I don't come expecting grandiose architecture or "frozen in time" picture perfect towns. I don't come with expectations. I'm just going to enjoy the country the way it is. Going through immigration is a bit slow, but professional. None of the suspicious interrogations I got in the Caribbean. I go up to the exchange office to ...
... despite not drinking anything more than normal and less water than normal for sure, I had to visit the bathroom, not once, not twice, but three times. I guess it's the psychological impact of hearing a river below your deck and rain pouring down all night. Finally I just refused to go again and crossed my legs but that means you lay there squirming until you cave and go again.
Most of the group got up for an early morning bird watch, to which I declined, ...
... small pieces of chocolate. Delicious, if slightly gritty without the help of modern machinery!
Another day Kevin arranged for us to float down the River Puerto Viejo into the Sarapiqui. It was wonderfully peaceful, no engine, just being carried by the water, and oars for steering when necessary. We saw a pair of Great Green Macaws fly over again, lots of other birds, caimans, turtles and then an otter! When we returned to AndreaCristina Alex told us he was going ...