Hotel La Flor de Itabo
Travel Blogs from Playas del Coco
... esta?” I now answer with “pura vida” or “muy bien, gracias”. It seems to please them more if I say “pura vida”. Very Costa Rican.
Our excursion today was marvelous. We were taken by a small bus to Rio Tempisqui, a small river in a jungle. We saw both capuchin and howler monkeys, quite a few crocs, all kinds of tropical and migrating birds and beautiful flowers. NONE of the animals in the trees posed for me ...
... The door opens slowly and a frantic face appears"OH MY GOD I AM SO SORRRY" in a screen voice. Guests had just left, room was not ready, had been some chaos in the kitchen from last night......all we could do was dump our stuff, sit out the back in the sunshine. Have a supersized coffee and go and explore Santa Monica.
It really is like a movie set, jet lag kicked in and all three of us ...
the hike we enjoyed a picnic lunch of ham and bean sandwiches with fruit. Then
it was time to hit the road once again. I dreaded another bone-shaking ride
until Tanya informed me we would be going home another way which she hoped
would be smoother. Thankfully it was, the rest of the day was a comfortable
enjoyable ride. We rode through winding country roads with beautiful views of
... in Nicaragua you find that more people speak English. Even so, I had some of my best spanish conversations... they just happened to be with the French. There were two islands making up the area we visited and we definitely lucked out finding some great places to stay, food to eat and people meet. Originally, I was worried about taking up the solo travel routine here like I did in Europe. But now, I couldn't be happier that I did.
... street though! At 5:30am she rang me and Marcelo still hadn't come back! I told her to wait half and hour and call Judy at the sanctuary as Becky is meant to start work at like 7am or something. It was a nice night though and it was really nice to see them both. They gave me a little catch up on how everyone was and who had unfortunately died (Mojo died poor thing). God I miss those sloths, it was horrible driving past the sanctuary and not going in. Off to Bocas tomorrow, proper beach time ...