We woke up Monday pretty early. All of us. It was a great day for the girls and not a great day for Jack and myself. The girls wanted to get home, Jack and I did not. It was pouring down rain in the morning which is not the norm. Usually during the morning it is sunny. Not this day. It was socked in and raining like crazy. I took one look outside after I heard the rain and just thought, "shit"!!! Well, it rained for awhile. It was a good time to get the house spic and span. We didn't know when Liz and Bart would arrive but assumed it would be sometime in the afternoon. It stopped raining, after awhile, and we poured some more coffee and sat down out in the front to enjoy the sounds. The sun was coming out and it was hot. We heard a honk and saw the car in front of the gate. It was Liz and Bart. We were surprised because it was so early. They were welcomed by their dog who missed them very much and us. We all got caught up on our last month and they unloaded their car and we headed for the beach on our bikes for one last time. We rode to Freddie's and had an ice cream. He was on vacation but we said goodbuy to the other guy who always waved at us. We got to the beach and rode our bikes down to dead tree. We set up camp and headed in the water and had ourselves one last good ocean swim. It was low tide so it was prime for searching for treasures. I headed over to the rocks and gathered some last little shells. The weather was coming back in and the sky was black to the East so we decided it was time to get the bikes back to the casita. We were really waiting for Liad and Idan to get home from school so we could say a proper goodbuy. They got home at 2:30 or so. We rode up the road, which was extremely muddy. Ahhhh. The good ol' muddy road. We put the bikes away and said our goodbuys to Steve, Cindy and Elliot and the casitas and headed to the boys' house. The puppies were out so we figured they were around but they weren't. We kissed and hugged the puppies and left a note. The puppies kept trying to follow us out of their front area since we were once again on foot. We ended up setting them up on the couch and hoped for the best and ran like crazy out of the driveway. We were walking down the road saying goodbuy to it all. I was seriously sad. I was trying to look at every plant, bug, dog, house, mud puddle. I wanted it embedded in my brain. We walked back to the house and Bart and Liz were getting ready for an early dinner at Cabinas Las Olas. They asked if we wanted to join them and we did. We got there at around 4 or so and had an excellent dinner. After dinner we were talking about the day and Jordan, being such an emotional person, started crying uncontrollably. She was so sad she didn't get to say goodbuy in person to the Poni Family. When we got back to the house she was begging us to lower the seat on Jack's bike so she could take it to the boys' house. It was 5:45 and since it get's dark by 6:30 I was reluctant to let her go. We couldn't walk since the walk would have been at least 1/2 hour and it looked like rain. I was not up for that kind of adventure anymore. We got the seat lowered a bit and she took off. After awhile it was now dark and Jordan wasn't home yet. I sat down out front to wait for her and here she comes, right on time. It was now JUST dark. She said everyone was home and she got to hug everyone and when she got to Keren, the mom, she broke down and cried so hard. Keren said she would never forget us and that made Jordan feel great. Jordan and I went out back by the pool and sat in the hammock and talked about it. She was extremely happy that she rode up there to say goodbuy. We went to bed after a little t.v. I listened to the frogs and kept thinking to myself how cool they sounded.
The next morning we woke up early and got things organized for Wilson who was to pick us up at 10a.m. Jack got in one last surf session and the waves were good. A huge bonus for him. Wilson was right on time and it was great to see him. He got a new van, which was beautiful. As usual, he had a cooler packed with water, pop, beer, juice. He had snacks and books and his wonderful, cheerful, friendly self. We said our goodbuys and were off. Sniffle, sniffle, tear, tear. I know Jack was choking back and so was I. The girls were definitely not chatty and they were taking it all in too. It finally hit them that we were leaving and no one said a word for awhile. Then, we just started telling Wilson all about our summer. He said when he dropped us off at the casita that first night he was really worried about us. He felt it was to remote and that we wouldn't be happy. Little did he know. He was so relieved when we were telling him stories of our summer. He had no idea we were so adventurous. Neither did we.
We stopped for lunch and I ordered a casado. The picture is a typical casado.
We got to the B&B at around 4 and we pulled in and were greeted by the owners. They are a wonderful family and I liked them immedietly. The room of our B&B was so great. Very charming and inviting. The B&B was perfecto. Our room had a king sized bed, with nice sheets and pillows, not usual in Costa Rica, plus a queen and a twin bed. It had a huge bathroom and hot, hot water, not usual either. There was a bodega that had comfy chairs to lounge in and also that is where breakfast was served. There was a bar stocked with beer, wine, liquor and it was all on an honor system. Very, very charming and nice. If you ever go to Costa Rica get in touch with me because it is a great place to stay near the airport. We walked to dinner which was recommended by Margarita. We were thinking it would be a semi tourist, upscale place and when we got there we were pleasantly surprised. It was a small restaruant with a simple menu and CHEAP. The beer was ice cold and the food was excellent as was the service. Margarita told us to let them know we are staying at the B&B and they would drive us back for free. I told him and he put his hands on a pretend steering wheel in front of him and I said, "si, si". We were given a ride back and I was so happy about that. The walk to the restaurant was about a 20-30 min walk. The road was super busy and having no sidewalk to walk on we had to walk on the road. Now that's scary. There was a super drunk guy in front of us that kept weaving on the road. Since he was so drunk we caught up to him in no time. Cars kept honking at him and he almost got hit. We got to a driveway and I wanted to wait for him to cross the road because he was trying to do that. I didn't want to get near him because it was so scary watching him with the traffic. I thought forsure he was going to get hit. He somehow made it across the road and we just kept walking. He started yelling something at us and we all started walking real fast hoping he wouldn't try to follow us. He ended up sitting down and that was the last we saw of him. Since we didn't know where the restaurant was we were getting worried that we had missed the turn or were walking in the wrong direction. We finally followed our gut and landed right to it. So, I was thankful for the ride home.
The king bed was a huge treat.
We woke up the next day and enjoyed and excellent breakfast under the bodega. It was chilly and I was dressed in long sleeves and sweats. After sweating like a pig all summer, it was a nice feeling to be cool.
Here are some pictures of the things I mentioned in this blog.
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