As we travel on, we are now approaching the Caribbean coast of Costa Rica.
Our next adventure was as exciting as the zip-wire and far wetter, white water rafting down the Reventazon River.
Since we visited a hydro-electric dam has been built, but this has not stopped the fun, if fact the dam now provides a steady flow down the river.
We were kitted out in life belts and helmets, and met our trainer, a lady who was part of Costa Ricas’ national team and had won several medals, so we were in safe hands.
And off we set, in two rafts, down the bubbling river. Luckily we all managed to stay onboard our raft, while a couple fell overboard on the other, but were quickly retrieved from the waves.
This didn’t mean we stayed dry by any means.
And safely back on shore.
Once we had dried off, we continued on to Puerto Viejo, on the Caribbean coast.
We stayed in the Totem Hotel, set on the coast road right opposite the beach, backed by jungle.
To show how close to the jungle it is, I pointed out this Iguana from our bedroom window, it was so close that Ian looked past it and couldn’t see it, it was about 2 meters away
The grounds were planted with a wonderous array of flowers and foliage.
The swimming pool had a waterfall, and great statues.
It was a wonderful place to relax and recover from the busy weeks before.
The following day we visited the Jaguar Rescue centre, where we met some delightful baby sloths, and saw snakes and birds and other wildlife they had rescued.
I later went for a swim in the warm Caribbean, but nearly got caught out by the rip tides.
Our last day took us back to San Jose.
The next day was Sunday, and the mayor of San Jose had decreed that one Sunday a month was Family Day, so the main road into town was closed and filled with activities for children and their families.
Climbing walls, music stages, mini zip wire, face painting, stunt biking and lots more.
The road carried on to a huge park, with footballs and many other sports going on.
It was heartwarming to see so many families out enjoying their time together, but sadly it was time to return to the airport and leave this wonderful country.
I would say this was a once in a lifetime holiday, but fingers crossed we shall return.
One last sloth to keep you going.
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