3:00 a.m.: Up to go find a blanket. 4:00 a.m.: Still wide awake, listening to strange thumps and creature-sounds. 5:00 a.m. on the nose: Howler monkeys just outside the cabin start roaring at each other. 6:00 a.m.: Give up on sleep once and for all and take a shower. 6:30 a.m.: Capuchin monkeys replace howlers as I sit on the front porch observing. All around is monkey poop. I hope it doesn’t land on my […]
Read moreMonth: September 2016
Mi Hija
Last night there was the best thunderstorm of all the ones I’ve had here so far (except the one that passed over the moment I was standing on the metal hanging bridge): a nice farewell present just for me. Howler monkeys sounded my alarm at 5:00 a.m. to get ready to depart for Cahuita on the 6:20 shuttle. By the door of my room I abandoned my beloved trekking sneakers which have gone with me […]
Read morePura Vida
Today was so dull that I shouldn’t even take your time with another post, but I’m trying to do this every day if possible, and it’s possible, so there you have it. I was once again awoken by a chorus of not-very-melodic, squawking birds at 5:30: sunrise. If you ever come to Arenal/La Fortuna, stay at Rancho Cerro Azul (Blue Hill). A nervous and insecure traveler, I have been very demanding of their services: Where’s […]
Read moreHanging Bridges
Here are the promised pictures of my canyoning trip, sooner than expected. Can you see how teeny the people on the ground look in the first one? That was the 220-foot waterfall. Stepping over the edge was the hardest part. The Parisian man I talked to yesterday said he had a friend who broke both hips canyoning, but the only injury I sustained is a big purple bruise on my knee. I don’t even know […]
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