No, I don’t have anything earth-shattering to say right now. No, I have no spunk or seriousness or awesome alliteration to share today. No, I have nothing worth blogging about, really (I’ve been curled up on the couch all day for the past two days nursing a wicked GI bug and a protein smoothie) but I realize I’ve kinda left you guys alone for more time than I am comfortable with! 😉 10 days…where are my manners? So, just to reassure you that I have not died (and was in fact having the time of my life on vacation), I’d like to provide you with some of the stunning vistas of my last 12 days of existence…
Ladies and gentlemen and those in between, allow me to present to you the single scariest creature in the universe. Not only is it as long as your forearm plus the length of your hand, it can carry 25 pounds (I half expected to see my backpack scuttling away in the night…)
Tacos made by angels. The best in my life! (Broccoli..? And copious amounts of cheese!)
Chester, the walking stick
Zip lining through the canopy! (I am ridiculously proud of this photo!)
Post-zip-lining face. The wheel spat so many little flecks of grease back onto the zip liner that I became freckled for a day. I dunno, you guys, I would date me…
I also became Angelina Jolie for a day, thanks to a special tropical leaf-flower thing. Except Angelina probably has better hair. Give me a break. There were minimum showers and cosmetics available.
No words…except I must state that 7 different hummingbirds landed on my finger at the sanctuary! (They can sniff out the avian personalities, I tell ya…)
Baby leatherback turtle, just hatched and being released to sea…again, no words.
I was feeling poetic, you guys.
A very iconic-looking stick. I’m not sure why I thought this…just stick with me here…
Attempting to do yoga in the surging sea. (In a lightning storm. I’m smart.)
Failing, and deciding to try summoning Poseidon instead.
Pots full of warm mud, at a spa…*shudders* at least my skin seems softer now. It felt like slathering warm bird weaning food all over one’s self.
Yes, the name of the owner of our tour boat was actually Victor Hugo!! I die.
First time ever trying Kona (coffee) Cake…I did a lot of worshipping the Dark Lord over this trip.
We saw the elusive Resplendant Quetzal!! I didn’t get the best picture of him out of my group, but you can still marvel at his beauty.
I also saw fireflies for the first time in my life; I feel my childhood is now complete!
With this, I bid you adieu, at least until tomorrow. Wish me a speedy recovery! 😀