So we set out in our James Bond car and with much ado finally made it to paradise...
Pura Vida, as the Costa Rican's say. Pure Life
Our front door...
And out our back door...
The one other tree house on the property...
And one of the four 'casitas,' small free-standing cabins...
Coffee at sunrise in the hot pools, watching the monkeys and birds. Hell yeah!!
My hat stayed on this tree in our little house; it was too hot to wear. I did good remembering the tree in nighttime bathroom visits, until one time I didn't. Ouch! I always tell Jan I don't need a flashlight at night like she does. Ouch!
Jan's arm, almost a week later, still sporting the 'temporary' tattoo the Embera girl had given her...
Iguana
Rufous Motmot
Pale-billed Woodpecker
Toucans
Parakeet
Capuchin Monkeys
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