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Have You Met My Great-Great-etc Grandfather?

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Handsome devil, isn’t he? Runs in the family. This guy was part of a monkey gang, stealing food from beach-goers in the Manuel Antonio National Park in Costa Rica.

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This is the view from the beach where the monkey gang hung out.ManuelAntonio_5609

It’s funny how we all will stop and try to figure out what a few people are staring at. While we were hiking through the park we stopped and took pictures of this tree whose leaves grew in perfect circles. While we were doing this, several people stopped and looked up thinking that maybe we were seeing some rare bird.ManuelAntonio_5590

I wish I had put something next to this huge dragonfly so you could see how big it was. I’d guess he was at least six inches. (And us men always know how big six inches is!!)ManuelAntonio_5606

 

 

Getting Directions to Someone’s House in Costa Rica Is Much More Difficult Than You Think

After our Jaco Jungle Jam stay, we headed south to Costa Rica’s Manuel Antonio National Park. We had reservations for an AirBnB apartment close to town (we thought).

As it turns out, Costa Rica does not have street names and addresses. After spending three fruitless hours searching for our place, we gave up. No one answered any of the three phone numbers we had. No one knew where the mythical Colina Molita Road was.

At a hotel on the main drag, a reception clerk who actually knew the woman owner helped us tremendously by also trying to message her. Finally, he called around and found us a reasonably priced hotel nearby.

At that same time, a car pulled up looking for us. The apartment owner, who was out of the country, finally got the messages and sent a car to look for us and bring us to the apartment. The apartment was okay, but with Costa Rica’s severely cut terrain, the road there was almost a mile off the main drag and had a quarter-mile of 50% grade down hill and up hill. Uh, no thanks. Deena’s knees were not smiling at the prospect of walking that each day. We stayed at the hotel.

ManuelAntonio_5583Lesson learned: Costa Rica does not have street names and addresses. If you rent rooms with AirBnb, make sure the owner sends you GPS coordinates. At our next AirBnB stay in Escazú, the owner answered the phone and gave the taxi driver explicit instructions. It went something like this: “Exit at the construction materials store, go toward the cement plant that’s no longer there for a couple kilometers, then it’s the driveway on the left about fifty meters before the bus stop with the big tree. It’s the yellow house but now we’ve painted it green.” How’s that for an address?

We spent a day in Manuel Antonio Park where we saw some fascinating plants and beautiful vistas of the Pacific Ocean. The monkeys there are apparently well versed in scalping tourists. We watched one run up and grab a whole package of crackers right out of a woman’s hand who was trying to make a cheese and cracker snack on the beach. They’re fast when they want to be, and not afraid.

Let me see if this tourist left his wallet in his shoe. I can trade it for food
Let me see if this tourist left his wallet in his shoe.