Rio Nuevo Lodge Osa

... and howler monkeys we had seen more animals in those few hours on the beach than i had seen in our whole trip thus far! Thats when we got really excited about going into the Corcovado National Park. We spent that evening playing cards by candlelight, eating a carb loaded meal of pasta and checking for snakes before going to bed early, eagerly awaiting the next morning. <br><br>6am and we were off down the road, backpacks on our backs, walking sticks in hand and camera at ...

... nach uns**em Geschmack. D** Bootfahr** setzt uns mit viel Geschick bei recht starkem Wellengang am Strand ab, von wo aus wir noch etwa einen Kilomet** am Strand entlang und ueb** den &#8222;Landestreifen&#8220; zur Station laufen. Links und rechts eines schmalen gemaehten Streifens ist das Gras ueb** einen Met** hoch. Es ist uns nicht so richtig klar, wie hi** ein Flugzeug landet od** startet, und wir sind froh, dass wir das wir p** Boot gekommen sind.<br><br>An d** Station ...

An emotionally tough moment this morning as I had to say goodbye to Monica; she was going back to Jacó whereas I was going to spend an extra day in Puerto Jiménez before going back to San Jose ready to fly to Quito, Ecuador on Monday. We've only known each other for three weeks, but with travelling together for two of those, we got to know each other pretty well. Perhaps it is just as well that Monica ...

... minute trip. After a week in Osa, which is amazing, we are actually looking forward to some real red meat. Most of what we have eaten here is fruit, eggs and rice for breakfast, and fish for dinner. All really nice, but I long for a big fat T-Bone steak.... It looks like the rainy season is back today, so probably another lazy afternoon. I'll write more when we finally get up to our next base at Nosara in two days time.

... um und genossen eine holprige ab** spannende Fahrt (rund 1.5 Std.) nach Carate, einem Kaff im Niemandsland. Dort wurden wir von ein aelt**en Mann und einem Pf**dewagen **wartet. Wir packten das Gepaeck auf den Wagen und liefen - bei Sonnenunt**gang - ca. eine halbe Stunde d** Beach entlang. Dies war schoen ab** auch anstrengend, vor allem nach dem langen Reisetag. Im Corcovado Tent Camp angekommen, empfing uns d** Manag** (ein Am**ikan**) und ...

... 29, for the 5 hour drive to La Palma on the Osa Peninsula. Some of the Spanish which we could not understand, Carlos interpreted. Maximilian Quirós, who had lived in Jacó for 2 years, invited us to visit the simple tourist facility he and his family have built in Alto Laguna. He is a member of ...

... knee problems and surgeries. Well I guess it wasn't quite that bad, because I certainly didn't need surgery, just lots of medicine, ice, and rest. It eventually healed, and we just finished two and a half days here in Monteverde. My Internet time is running out, so I'm going to do a separate entry for all that. So far everything is great though, and I don't think we'll be wanting to return any time earlier than expected....

... contest with a toucan, a lengthy view of the tranquil tapir, mccaws galore, a baby parrot far from its nest and soon to be jaguar prey, and irate spider monkeys first attempting to spear me with branches of nearby trees and then, frustrated with my avoidance agility, attempting a more sprawling attack, urination - which I was also lucky to avoid. This park was one of the highlights of the trip. Incredible wildlife, perfect rivers and visions of jaguars dancing in my head.

... When a home gets too cramped what do they do? Put up a sign? And if someone answers their advert it must be every house buyers worse nightmare: everyone has to move up or down until you get to the smallest or largest. And where do the largest hermit crabs go; what if there are no monster homes available at that time; do they just go homeless? I noticed that some of the shells were getting pretty ropy with holes and chips so they are clearly multiple tenant ...

... we had one up on every group of sightseers that we passed. They held hands with their honeys and coat tailed their guides, while we three had braved the jungle alone. They eyed the shadows suspiciously and turned at every rustling leaf. We tramped past them in a hurry, long over the fear of all things slithery. Their packs were light or non-existent, and ours were weighted down, muddied and messed. I was almost proud of how dirty we looked.