We got here alive, at about midnight August 6th... our flight was super delayed and I was really sick... maybe strep throat? By the time we got here the buses had stopped running and the Taxi drivers were getting ready to head home for the night. We caught the last cab from the airport, it was actually in the driver´s personal car on his way home. We stayed the rest of the night at the International Hostel (slightly more classy than Jess´s Osborne Inn) and then hiked about a mile to Alajuela Hostel & Campground where we have been camping since.
The hostel has an eclectic mix of people, sort of like a strange extended family in the same house... right now there are 3 people from California, 1 man from Seattle, an older gentleman (Bill) from Idaho, Irma from Nicaragua and her husband and son, and 2 Costa Ricans Johnny and Will.
Will makes his living as a bamboo artist, he´s in the picture on the right.
The people of Alajuela are really nice, many people speak some English. The town is nestled in a valley and volcanoes frame the landscape. There aren´t too many flowers on the ground, but plenty in the trees. There isn´t a ton of fresh fruit sold in the markets because it grows everywhere. In the front yard of the Hostel there is a tree with mandarin oranges and down the road there are big ol´grapefruits growing on a tree. Veggies are really cheap but any processed foods cost about the same as they do in the states.
Tomorrow we are heading out to volunteer at Rainsong Wildlife Refuge. It is in a small town? named Cabuya, near a Montezuma. It is right by the beach and waterfalls. http://www.rainsongsanctuary.com/
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