Oh hello! Sorry it's been so long, but I went to a beach resort for three days and swam and ate three full Costa Rica meals at the buffet (I had Mrs. E's syndrome where I spent my first five meals eating absolutely everything I saw) and saw all kinds of things.
Mostly though I feel like I played with animals.
I mean, the first morning were the monkeys. They spied on us while we ate our breakfast and snuck down and grabbed food that the waiters were clearing. When they couldn't get their hands on some half-eaten bananas (not kidding, the spider monkeys loved those bananos) they would just steal sugar packets.
And then we went on the sunrise bird walk. Scarlet macaws and toucans and parakeets and all that. Mom and Bruce, I wish you were there: you would have loved it. I was a little bored, to be honest. The buffet opened and I wanted to go.
Can't forget the iguanas that also watched us eat.
Or the crabs, fish, sea slugs, anenomes, and crayfish we found in the tidepools on the beach in the early morning!
The butterfly garden was also beautiful.
But here's the kicker: I got stung by a jellyfish. A real one. On the wrist. This is not a joke! I was STUNG by a JELLYFISH. Una medusa me pico. I know what you're thinking, and no one had to pee on me. I got vinegar from the bar. It still hurt worse than anything in a long time. I was lucky, though. One literally latched onto Shanina's back: all we had to do was rip off my bracelet.
Let's be honest, though: I feel so tough. See the photos here in my Costa Rica facebook album.
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