I’m sure it looked like a road but it wasn’t solid. And you don’t see the 50-odd well-dressed tourists standing in the shade.
I didn’t have my camera with me when I saw some Blue Grey Tanagers while horseback riding on Sunday.
So these are not my photos. But they were identifiable by the brilliant Copen Blue across their wings and back.
The birds were foraging on bushes in the low land pasture about a kilometer from the beach.
Tango is not traditional in Costa Rica, except at our local Argentine restaurant: El Colibri.
Last night a full house was treated to performance of this sensuous and romantic dance,
while we dined on seared Tuna and Bife de Chorizo grilled over a wood fire.
A sparkling evening in an otherwise quiet little town.
The other morning on our beach walk, we encountered this little structure.
At first, it looked comfortable enough and kind of clever.
But upon closer inspection we found the artist’s hand.
Hide tides yesterday and today there is no evidence of their efforts.
SamaRun last Sat. 12 Oct. was a big success.
132 participants competed in 5k and 10 K runs. Read More
So, taking Steve to the Liberia airport this pre-dawn morning, we’re going over the usual travel list: Passport? Check. Credit cards? Check. Cell phone charger? Check. You know the drill. With that satisfied, I remind him that he’ll have to adjust his behavior and expectations to the norms of the northern culture. We then list the manners he’ll have to modify while he’s away: