Finale from Costa Rica

I have discovered that it is much harder to write a retrospective than to write about adventures as they are taking place. The closer to the action, with the shrapnel still embedded, the easier it is to capture the excitement of the day. That said, I will try to sum up the remain three days in Costa Rica.

Monday was a bummer. We headed back to Manual Antonio National Park, to hike a few of the other trails, and spend some quality time on the tropical beaches. This time we were much more prepared. With a yummy breakfast under our belts, and a backpack full of water and snacks, we headed off to the park. The closed park. Monday, park closed. Son of a ....

Tuesday, before heading off to the tiny Quepos airport, and climbing into the puddle jumper to fly to San Jose, we where treated to an unbelievable show, and we didn't even have to leave the patio outside our room. A few days ago we say monkeys in the trees about a quarter of a mile down the hill. As cool as that was, today was the grand finale. Again we saw them down the hill, but a few minutes later and they were a little closer, and then closer still, until before we knew it, they were about a dozen squirrel monkeys in the trees right outside our room. As we scrambled to grab cameras, they jumped from tree to tree and paraded across the roof top about 5 feet in front of our patio. You couldn't have scripted it any better.

Wednesday was spent in San Jose waiting for our flight home later that evening. San Jose was a bit of a disappointment. The people are friendly, but a few of the museums where closed, and it's a town that does not seem to be going anywhere. Aside from a few art galleries, with some incredible pieces, there was not much there to get us excited. I usually love "the urban" because of the energy, but in Costa Rica the life is in the rain forest. The wondrous, green, lush, tropical, vibrant, rain forest with bats and sloths and frogs and butterfly's and tons of monkeys under a deep green canopy. That is hard to beat.