And Friends Are Friends Forever....

Oh what a bitter world we live in. A cruel, twisted, spinning mass of molten where friends do nothing but leave. Just when everyone is beginning to have fun it's all swept away so suddenly by schedules and impending purchases of vet clinics. There were 9 days of passion with our dear amigos. We swam streams, surfed til Kev's rib cracked, hiked 'canos of liquid hot shmagma, and bathed in hot springs until all our parts looked old. And now, as quickly as our friends came, pretending to be companions, they are gone.





After a week of Nosaran monkeys and beach house bliss we took the windy road to the Volcan Arenal to get our jungle on. Our last few days were somewhere in between those movies about those blood diamonds, and the Jungle Cruise ride at Disneyland where they fire blanks at the mechanical hippo. It was the perfect cap to the trip as the girls & FB got their share of poolside papaya masques, and JR and I got to hike on a live volcano, drive cars thru rivers, and do other manly-type things that caused Kev (FB) to whimper in fright.





Our hotel here at Arenal also put the Nosara stay in perspective and we realized that brief power outages is hardly "roughing it" in comparison to dorm-style living in which your roommates are live bats. At least Kev and Molly have had their rabies vaccines and the bats ate most of the mosquitos in the room.


Once again Rachel and I are back to the core... the nucleus... the mitochondria... the endoplasmic reticulum... otherwise known as just the two of us. We have hit a critical point now where our friends' visits are a pendulum of joy and homesick depression. Perhaps the only solution is to have someone visit for different portions of the rest of the trip with us. On that note, Nathan and Spencer have already booked the Ruta Ruinas Tour, May 15- 24th, Teguchigalpa to Belize City. Any takers for a week or two before or after? It's first come first serve so book fast. I can guarantee monkeys.