I’m home. Suitcase is unpacked. Laundry is done. Bills are paid. E-mails are caught up. I fixed the blog so trip photos pop up bigger in new windows. With my granddaughter I’ve baked a strawberry cake (from a mix) that’s shaped like a beehive. I’ve talked to Maw for an hour and a half. Bug bites are less itchy, bruises dissipating and sunburn fading. Life is back to normal. Molly sent me her documentation of […]
Read moreMonth: September 2016
Return
I hope that this is the last morning that I wake up before dawn. This time it was 4:15, though my alarm was set for 5:00. I packed up one final time, feeling heavy-hearted that the trip and my time with Lulu are over. I woke her up at 5:30 to say goodbye, and the Very Good Girl got right up and helped me carry my heavy suitcase up four sets of slippery stone stairs to where I […]
Read moreWhitewater
I got up at 5:00 to pack up and get ready to leave Puerto Viejo. A van picked us up around 6:30, bound for Siquirres, the start of our whitewater adventure. There, we offloaded our luggage and had a breakfast of eggs, fruit, and pinto gallo (the traditional Tica dish of rice with beans), and then headed up the mountain toward the headwaters of the Río Pacuare, a wild class III and IV river. Yes, […]
Read moreTodo-phobia
I am really annoying myself. I’m afraid of everything: treehouses, wild rivers, speaking Spanish, not being able to find my way back to the hotel, horses… Horses? I’ve ridden off and on since I was a teenager. I’ve never been afraid of horses. Respectful, yes, and even wary at times, but not fearful. I was so excited about our scheduled riding trip today. The plan was to do a jungle and beach ride, and if […]
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