I don’t know if I’ll be able to sum up what I have done and seen in the last week. It feels like I’ve been on the road for a lot longer than is possible. Every place I have visited has been beautiful in its own way, from the city of San Jose up into the mountains of Monte Verde and across the river to La Fortuna, a town named after surviving two volcano eruptions.
I’ve met some incredible people and pushed myself to do things I never thought I would. I’ve been canyoning, zip lining, white water rafting. I’ve fed fish and monkeys. I jumped off the top deck of a boat while rum drunk. I have failed to adjust to the time difference. I have thrown myself into waterfalls, rivers and hot springs. I bought sun tan lotion with bronzer in it by accident. I’ve stumbled along with the few Spanish words I know and a little bit of charm. The food is absolutely insane. I’ve got peeling shoulders and sleepy eyes and dirty feet and I am very, very happy.