Last Night in Zancudo

The last two days have been all about relaxing, which means they’re not so much about things that we’d usually blog about. Most of our experiences that we want to share are about exciting adventures, danger lurking around occasional corners, interesting places, neat animals with horrible stomach ulcers, and the like. Because of that, we’re just going to post random pics from the trip that we like and give a feel for the time we had here in general.

The most exciting thing we’ve done in the last couple days is cook. We replaced a propane tank, microwaved pasta, invented microwave shepherd’s pie, microwaved popcorn without a bag, and ate spicy, oily, sardines. We also took our housekeys for a swim. They didn’t make it back.

We’ve become masters of the microwave. I’m thinking it’s time to graduate on to more difficult foods like whole turkeys and bacon.

What we mean is, our life has been normal, calm, quiet, and wonderful. We’ve spent time with each other, just hanging out and being together.

Oh yeah, and we made out on the beach while the surf came in like in a movie, and it was great except that I got water in my ear so bad it crackled for two days and Eli got more sand in her hair than she thought possible, but the make outs were good.

Charlie’s kicking more and more all the time, especially when Eli’s trying to sleep. I think it’s cause he’s excited about lying down and feels like he has free reign of a gravity-less world. I took an egg and put it into a Prego pasta sauce jar full of water and dared Eli to shake it hard enough to break the egg. This was supposed to simulate our baby in her belly while we’re going over the horrible bumps in the road to and from town. Good news! The egg was fine and just made little tink noises, but was really in no danger at all.

We went to the beach today and the water was pretty weird. The layout of the beach is such that on occasion, like today, the water that crashes on the beach rolls back with such force that we actually get breaking waves in the other direction. We found ourselves in a wave sandwich sometimes, and other times, the waves would just be slowed down on the way to shore, causing the faster waves to overtake them, making double- and triple-strength waves. It was fun and different, but we tended to stay mostly to the shallows just in case it got weirder.

Tomorrow morning, we put in a request for cinnamon rolls baked fresh by the local baker and we were forced to order six of them. It’s terrible, I know, but somehow, we’ll manage to survive.

After we pick up our rolls, and probably eat them, we’ll be off to the final leg of our adventure (there is some in here after all, haha!). We leave for Quepos, which should only be about a four-hour drive away to the north along the coast. We stayed there on the way down, but didn’t quite know where we were or what the highlights should have been. Since then, we’ve done a bit of walking with our fingers, so to speak, and have decided to meet the local monkeys, see “the most beautiful beaches in Costa Rica,” and maybe, if we have enough time, go snorkeling or just hang out on the beach and do a little shopping.

Also, we learned that squirrel monkeys are referred to here as “Titis,” so I figure we’ll be calling Renee “squirrel monkey” from now on. Also Catherine, come January. Also, every time we leave town, we pass by the “Soda Catherine” as well as the “Panaderia Kendell” so we constantly feel like you guys are following us around. We think that a “Soda” is like a drink stand, or 7-11 type place? We’re not completely sure and the Spanish dictionary has been no help with this either. The translation of “soda” is “soda” so, yeah, that’s helpful.