Floods & Fungi

One night, Lauren and Jared encountered a sizable thunderstorm.
The power went out and the close proximity of the lightning drove Lauren into the closet.

This picture is lit entirely by lightning.

Miguel, Lars new bf, stands guard over our sub-development, knee deep in poopwater

it rained so much the town flooded and local boa constrictor threw up an iguana and a half and then died in the road

but,

Today we took the bus to Manuel Antonio. It’s a small, nay, the smallest, national park, in with a big reputation, for being an awesome rain forest crawling with animals. The park admission fee is $10 ($5 you’re a resident) and for an additional $20-45 per person you can hire a guide to point out animals to you and lug around a telescope so you can see them better as you explore the 3 square mile park. Lar and I did not get a guide.

We hiked down a long road and looking where the telescopes were pointed, the guides that people in front of us had purchased saw some sloths, a woodpecker and some little fuzzy guys.

Spot the Pisser, Jungle Edition

We didn’t really see many people or animals while walking around the forested parts of the park, most people were there to soak up some sun and have some fun on the beaches. There were a lot of Capuchin monkeys harassing beach goers. These monkeys, having tasted the superior food of our species, cast down their evolutionary habits as timid foragers and, driven by the possibility of a cheeto or perhaps the corner of a peanut butter and jelly sandwich, took up an existence consisting of little more than begging and thievery. To combat this nuisance the park has an employee who waves his finger and yells at people when they start feeding the monkeys.

The beaches were nice. There we saw a lot of hermit crabs, iguanas, coatis, and scantly clad Europeans. We stayed until the park closed and crossed a river on the way out, which is apparently contaminated by the shit water of the hotels and restaurants nearby. There were men with small boats available to ferry folks across the 30 foot wide river, for a small fee.

Then we took the bus home. It was a day to remember.

-Jar

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