Last Friday when I got home from work, I was happily greeted with news that we had just been invited to go along with Yami, the admin asst at St. Francis, and her family to a Manuel Antonio (a national park on the pacific coast directly south of San Jose) on Saturday morning. She said she and her brothers were taking a bus and had extra space for us to tag along. So Saturday morning this big charter bus rolled up to our house at tico time (2 hours after said departure time) and full of about 35 of Yami’s brothers, sisters, their spouses, and their kids!
We immediately find out that this is Yami’s brother’s 50th birthday party and he has no idea where we are going! Hahaha the second family birthday party we didn’t know we were going to until we were on our way there! Anyway, Saturday was all driving, eating at the open air hotel, birthday party, karaoke, and dancing. The family was incredibly nice and welcoming, and I got to practice more Spanish with them as they patiently listened to me. The hotel was actually situated in a tiny village about 30 minutes drive away from Manuel Antonio. Sunday morning we headed over to Manuel Antonio, and we walked through the jungle on a short trail to the beach. I saw a sloth hanging from a tree hanging from a tree way up high over the trail. The beach was absolutely breathtaking! White sand, slow lapping waves in the cove, rocks and palm trees all around, and the sun beating down… I could have stayed there all day! After about three hours we walked back to the bus, drove back to the hotel for lunch, then after a rest we headed back to San Jose. We were warm in our beds by 10 PM ready for work the Monday morning.
Looks beautiful! The claws on that sloth are formidable.
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