Well, one and all, this is Blonde Gator’s/Iguana Man’s mystery visitor. I flew in from IAH at around 7:40 Saturday and rode on home with them to the Casa de Iguana y Blonde, where I crashed and began by just doing absolutely nothing. And I badly needed to after the week I had, and the journey to Houston.
Monday was when the action truly began, with a little run up and down the gorgeous, horribly overcrowded Playa Penca. After 30 minutes of this I was done and it was back home. Later, I hit Tamarindo for a few obligatory souvenirs, and some grub. I must say the ceviche is excellent. Over the past week I have found new and exciting uses for limes and lime juice.
Tuesday was perhaps the greatest adventure of all, however: the zip-lining. After a trip down a heavily pockmarked, washboarded road, we reached a place that offered tours of the jungle canopy via zip lining. I zipped down nine lines, during which I had some close encounters with some howler monkeys, as you shall see:
The zip-lining is an intense experience. Be in shape, and remember, if you are the slightest bit acrophobic, I wouldn’t recommend it. But it is a great way to view the jungle!
On the way back, there was this scene in the road:
Today, I decided to plunge myself into the ocean around which my life has centered since 2002, at least! This after a nice run of about 30 minutes on Playa Conchal. From there, we have been taking it slow today…and why not? I have another day to go here under the tropical skies at 10 degrees.
I have been many places in the world, but in one of life’s ironies, I have never been south of the Rio Grande. I had never been anywhere in Latin America until this past week. I definitely will be heading back. Muchas Gracias to Blonde and the Iguana Man for their hospitality.