Crazy transportation with crazier stories!

After prying myself away from Jaco, (I think I will stop for a night or two on the way back inland soon) I took a bumpy crowded sweaty bus to a town called Quepos. The ride was beautiful but consisted of waiting to cross a one way bridge that looked like it had been built hastily the day before with whatever pipe and drift wood that was laying about.  But made it and came to a hostel close to a nature reserve called Manuel Antonio.

It was sad leaving many of the friends I met but some came to Quepos, some I may see later.  Still I’ll never forget the hostel owners, the poor british guys, the employed and a lady who provided many stories for us to laugh at including forgetting that she was in the same hostel let alone room as us after we met her at least 4 times. Really random person to say the least.

Anyway,  I spent the first day hiking and sweating my way through the reserve to find moneys, sloths, toucans, massive crabs and beautiful views. The trails were truly awesome. That afternoon I wanted to do some kind of tour, so I (pretty randomly) decided to do a adventure tour that consists of climbing waterfalls, rapelling waterfalls and dropping into pools.  It was a great decision!! I could have spent days playing in the waterfalls.  The trip ended with a cab ride back to Quepos (about 45 min) that I spent with one of the waterfall guides speaking Spanish.  Ticos are amazingly patient and this proves it.  The night was spent hanging out on hammocks meeting people and sharing stories, I love my life.

That is it for now.  I am having trouble fully understanding the blog thing.  I have uploaded pictures but I don’t think anyone can see them.  Figuring this out fully might not happen until Lima where I need to give it an hour or two. Bt thanks for reading, I love the comments! Miss and love you all!