A short walk from the random drop off point (see last post for that little excursion) you’ll find these sights before hitting our new accommodations.
The sweetheart behind this welcoming letter is my dear friend Michelle. A bright eyed woman who has a beam of light following her wherever she goes. Although we’ve traveled together in the past, this is our first path crossing out of the States.
Hidden by the vibrant greens of the palm trees, the beach peeks through and gifts you a sandy path to the front door.
Once reaching the house, the hammocks smile at you as to say “yeh, I’ll be seeing you later”.
…and they do.
No alarm systems are necessary here, but if I had to claim a watch dog, its either the red squirl monkeys that play in the trees or the tire parrot that overlooks the porch.
An outdoor shower, a full kitchen and happy faces all around. Life is grand!
Haircut swap! Wow, it’s convenient and extremely wonderful to have a hairstylist for a friend. Thanks Michelle!
Night starts to fall so we kick off the shoes and head for a sandy walk on the beach. Great people, peaceful surroundings and a sunset to say goodnight.
Although the visit here was short, I only temporarily part from this fun bunch as I plan to see them again before I leave Costa Rica. Now it’s time to get Hayden back to the International airport for his United States bound flight. (Also to pick up my next surprise guest!)
Instead of taking the shuttle to the ferry, then the bus to the taxi back to the city, we went the adventurous route and braved a jumper flight from a local runway to San Jose.
The journey starts with a friendly cab driver informing us (half way there), that he was going to take a “short cut”. Hmm, what exactly does that mean here? No more main roads! We went dirt, rock and straight through a stream to end at the “airport”.
You check-in next to the soda machines where you get weighed in order to keep the plane balanced. A quick bathroom break and now our flight has arrived!
Boarding the flight consists of a 2 step ladder and a swift head duck to squeeze into your seats.
The pilot describes the safety rules as he’s finishing up his candy bar and buckling up. Comfort at it’s finest.
No chickens on the runway, doors are closed… All clear for take off! Please sit back and enjoy the flight, we did!
As we came into land, I tried to keep my camera completely horizontal so you could see the angle of the landscape. There’s really no photo that can capture the force that you feel as they drop down while turning to line up for the landing.
Safely on the ground (enter my inner backflips here), it’s time to collect the baggage at carousel number… Oh wait nope, just look for your bag to pop out of the hole in the wall.
Haydens last night brought fun conversation as we recapped the numerous adventures that now hold place in our memory. I’m always honored when someone has no hesitation to spend such time away from home, especially in a foreign place while trusting my traveling experience.
Hayden, as much as you expressed your appreciation for my travel companionship, I’m equally grateful for your presence during this stretch of my journey. We now have enough inside jokes to last for awhile…. Well, at least until the next adventure. Cheers till then my friend!
Her Happy Trails 
Your ‘short cut’ reminded me of the Caribbean taxi drivers we’ve experienced. On the way to or from airports, we’ve picked up their chicas for a ride around town at our expense. 🙂