I haven’t been able to make myself write in a long time but as I sat here watching my old pictures of jungle, waterfalls, and animals in Costa Rica run across my screensaver, I thought I should make my travel journal into something readable. Hopefully the posts will be enjoyable to both write and read.
Destination: Costa Rica
Purpose: Fun and adventure
Day 1 Wednesday 8 May 2013
I knew that my adventure would be somewhat contrived and that Costa Rica is a pretty touristy place but even so, it was the first time I had been out of the United States in five years and I was looking forward to practicing my long ignored Spanish.
It was fortunate that I got to the airport two hours early! I learned that I had gone so deaf in those eight years that I couldn’t hear the beep from the self-service check-in that I had no idea how to operate. United Airlines is smart to keep someone close by in case people like me decide to travel. The machine told me I had no reservation but I had my printed confirmation in hand. The magic man helping me, fixed it all and I was off to the security checkpoint where I learned just how empty my pockets had to be, that computers could be x-rayed, and that bad people hide things in their shoes.
I was meeting Kat at Hotel Aeropuerto in San Jose. The hotel provided a nicely dressed taxi driver to take me to the hotel at no extra charge. I liked the no-extra-charge part.
The hotel architecture was open construction, no doors or walls in the public areas, just a large permanent pavilion. You get out of the cab and walk a few feet to the front desk. Sorry, no pictures.
I tried out my Spanish even though everyone wanted to speak English. I couldn’t hear well enough to understand them anyway.
La Paz Waterfall Gardens – Walking in the Jungle
There was a small nice zoo. We saw jaguars, monkeys, millions of butterflies, and birds. Little did I know that later in the trip, I would get to see monkeys, birds, AND caimans in the wild… alas, no jaguars.
The Waiter and the Wine
I had a late dinner back at the hotel and ordered red wine. (Red and white are all I know about wines.) The waiter misunderstood me because he brought me a white wine. I went with it but when I wanted to order steak for dinner, he wouldn’t let me because I had a white wine. I ate fish. It was good fish and I had a great day so I couldn’t complain just because I was looking forward to steak.
Kathryn came down just for an after dinner drink and ordered a specific wine by name.
“When did you learn about wines?” I asked. “I know nothing about them,”
“I don’t either, I just didn’t want to appear ignorant to the waiter.”