And so another countdown begins, but this time the end is coming, and hopefully a new beginning. Less than 24 hours till touchdown in UK, and pushing sadly on through the last night in this magical country. Hard to top the last few days: visiting Poas Volcano this morning, climbing through cloud forest and then seeing the cloud slowly clear to reveal the Laguna Botos in an inactive crater below us, which has filled herself up with a blue green water (possibly rain). This one last erupted in 7500BC (pretty safe there then), but the main one, Poas,has erupted in the last century. Despite our best efforts to arrive before the crowds and at the best time to see the sulpher lake in the Poas crater, unfortunately we remained clouded in, and it wasn’t looking like it was going to lift any time soon. Mother also squawking around checking the time, making sure we didn’t spend longer than 15 minutes near the sulpher fumes. Temptations to push her in. Felt very restrained.
Continued on to La Paz waterfall and gardens, with “rescue” animals in the zoo. This was fantastic as we could actually go in the enclosures with the Toucans, and the hummingbirds were roaming around free in their own little feeding area. I tried to entice a toucan onto my arm but with no luck, and then when one took a dive at me so I quickly retracted my arm and ran out of the enclosure. They are fascinating birds, not quite but nearly topped by the tiny tiny little hummingbirds, with their electric blues, greens and purples flashing around. A long time spent trying to photograph them, with varying degrees of success (more degrees on my long zoom, less on Mummy’s tiny angry zoom).
Ziplining in Monteverde, on one of the highest and longest ziplines in the world, sailing high above the cloudforest, about 500ft from the ground has to be one of the highlights of this trip…..a huge buzz and almost numb to the fear as there is nothing you can do to help yourself…if you fall, you fall. Just had to hope and pray your harness and everything worked! All seemed very safe, and here I am living to tell the tale.
The drive from Monteverde back down to Alajuela was filled with vast, dramatic landscapes. Pictured below, the angry looking clouds climbing over the mountains coming from the Caribbean coast, (very impressive, very angry), and again this lush, green vegetation that characterizes the country.
I can look back happily, and attempt not to cry, knowing that I have been incredibly lucky to do what I’ve done over the past few weeks, and to meet the people I have. It is hard leaving somewhere when everything feels so perfect, and there’s no reason to leave, but it is the start of something new and exciting back home, and I need to take a leaf out of the Costa Rican’s book with their “Pura Vida”, in life, and in everything. The pure life that they try and live here, makes for a content life, and one I aim to lead.