Adios to Tortuguero and Hola to Monteverde
I remember very clearly waking up on this last morning and hearing the howler monkeys. I hadn't heard them before, so either I totally ignored them or didn't realize what they were. Once I realized, I was so glad I did have the experience of hearing this incredible sound.
I think this is a Kingfisher, snapped after breakfast (mine, not his).After breakfast, I reluctantly took the boat across the river (the shortest commute to an airport EVER), I met the man who runs the airstrip, weighed my luggage and waited. What are the odds that I would be the only one on the plane? (hint: they rapidly decreased over the next 15 minutes). As I waited for the plane, I walked across the airstrip and over to the beach. How often can you do that?
Flying over volcanoes, one day I hope to go to that region of the country and not just fly over it. After arriving in San Jose, I was met by my new driver and guide and we set off for the three plus hour drive to Monteverde. It was long, but I saw more of the country. We took Highway 1 (or CA-1) that goes from Panama up to Canada (I may have said that incorrectly, but I don't think so). It was pretty scenic and my guide pointed out different things along the way, scenery and historical/cultural information. We arrived at my next destination around 11:00/11:30, they dropped me off, adios, and I checked in.
My room was down a flight and a half of stairs (no elevator, which normally isn't a problem, but damn, that suitcase felt heavy at the end of my stay). I fell in love with my room right away. I loved the little patio; it was a lovely way to start the morning or end the day. The bed was comfy too. There was no television here either, which was really okay. I polished off an e-book whilst sitting on the patio, and on the grounds.
Not bad for my first day in Monteverde.
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