Although
our tour bus was not scheduled to leave until 9:30, when we boarded at 9:00, we
took the last two adjacent seats. Two
couples that boarded after us didn’t seem too concerned about having to sit
separately; most couples aren’t “joined at the hip” as we are! The bus took off at 9:10.
Our
tour guide, Gabriel (pronounced with a Spanish accent), described the sights
and gave us a brief history of Costa Rica as we rode toward the Pacific Aerial
Tram. At one time, coffee was Costa Rica’s largest industry, but now they manufacture
microprocessor components for Intel. They
also export produce, including watermelons.
Almost
immediately, we passed a beach, which was within easy walking distance of the
ship. Soon we could see muddy, fresh
water from the left windows of the bus and ocean water from the right
windows. We passed by an above-ground
cemetery; this land is often flooded in rainy season, and global warming is a
great concern for the people who live here.
At one point, the bus pulled to the side so that we could see some black
monkeys high up in some nearby trees.
We
arrived at Carara National Park about 11:30, where we were divided into groups
of twelve. Carlos, assigned as our tour
guide, first took us on a nature walk through the park to visit the Serpentarium
and view the many brightly colored tropical flowers in the Heliconias Gallery
and medicinal plant garden. One woman in
our group, terrified of snakes, amused us with her antics. During our walk, it was extremely hot (88 degrees
or more) and humid; and grasshoppers (or some similar insects) provided a sound
not heard in January at home.
Aerial Tram Ride |
Waiting for Bus |
On
our way back, we passed by a river bottom where crocodiles had been viewed
earlier by passengers on the other side of the bus; unfortunately for us, this
time there were no crocs in sight.
By
3:30 we were back onboard the ship – about an hour ahead of schedule. Hot and tired, we were glad to have more time
to clean up for dinner.
Tonight
we sat at a table for eight with Don and Barbara, from near San Francisco, whom
we had dined with previously; Rich and Bev, from Manitoba, Canada; and Desmond
and Gail, from Vancouver, Washington (which is near Portland, Oregon). Rich
is a retired public official and Bev is still working as a nurse. Desmond is an aircraft mechanic for United
Airlines, who also likes to build custom cars.
After dinner, we danced again to the Playlist Band in the Wheelhouse
Bar.
Tomorrow
is an “at sea” day, so we will get to sleep in.
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