The power came back on and I have a few minutes to kill before we do one last souvenir shopping spree on the way to the airport, so here are several more photos of our Costa Rican adventure.
In the land where even the fence posts grow leaves, the toad stools are actual stool-sized.
These waves started their journey in Asia, with nothing to interrupt until they crashed against Paradise’s southwest coast.
Yes, we really drove across this. Twice.
Before you drive away, always do an iguana check under the truck.
Costa Rica is for lovers with strong GI tracts…
Especially if you eat with the locals.
