My Costa Rican Love, Day 5
After a restless night of sleep, we woke up at El Silencio and headed to breakfast. Although David, with his pale skin and lovely sunburn is clearly not a native, he still attempts to fit in every day by eating the typical native breakfast of Beans and Rice. I’m still going for the toast. Today, he gave into his American desires and stole some of my toast. While I was not happy about sharing my food, it was like giving food to a poor, starving orphan: you look at their awful food, your delicious food, and you just can’t help but give in to those big, soulful, hungry eyes.
After breakfast, the explorers in us headed about ten kilometers out of town to a rainforest park, which had a long trail and twenty suspension bridges. We saw a variety of birds, monkeys, ants, and of course, American tourists that make us wish we were Canadian. The suspension bridges are something out of a movie, allowing you to cross huge distances incredibly high up. It’s not exactly DeWitt, Michigan…but it’s pretty awesome.
The long hike exhausted us, so we returned to our hotel for a little nap/lunch time. Dad had a healthy lunch, while David and I dined on stale frosted flakes. Yum.
Naps done, we ventured into town. I was sick of the car, but David likes to “see things.” So, he made us drive around for a bit while I silently fumed in the backseat. Eventually, they released me into town, where I purchased some clothing. As a result, my attitude improved significantly. I think Dad and David have learned a valuable lesson from this: if I am grumpy or they want to do something I don’t, clothing will make me acquiesce to just about anything. Actually, that’s more of a lesson to all in the male species with female problems.
Dinner was at the Lava Cafe, which was about a B in my Restaurant Gradebook. I really like my meal, but it came suspiciously fast and David’s beef was suspiciously pink. However, it was filling and yummy, so I’d still recommend it. Also, note to all future travelers: outside of the US, Coca Cola Light (their diet coke) is horrible. To have a caffeine fix without nearly upchucking all of your food, go with the Pepsi Cola Light. Yes, I realize it’s gross in the US, but in Costa Rica, it just gets the job done. Anywhos, tangent done, we next went for ice cream. Ice cream and new clothes? A girl’s dream, my friends. A girl’s dream.
We retired to the hotel where we went for yet another swim in the natural springs pool. I enjoy soaking in the nice, warm water while David and Dad enjoy arguing about how the hotel gets the water so warm (is it natural? do they pay to warm it up? How much will you bet that they do? that they don’t? It’s quite exhausting to listen to them, so I generally do not).
As of now, we’re back in our hotel and I am already ready for breakfast (will I guard my breakfast, or share it with the poor starving americano boy who refuses to just order something yummy? Only time will tell). Tomorrow, after five days in Costa Rica, my Costa Rican wish will be granted and we will FINALLY be ziplining. Apparently, it is quite painful for the males amongst us, so although I am in high spirits and quite looking forward to it, I fear my traveling companions may find themselves in agony tomorrow. At least they have that fabulous hot springs pool and a lively debate to look forward to. It’s our last day in Costa Rica, so we plan to make the most of it!