We started off the day with making our own pancakes. Nuno ended up eating 6 (cookie monster), while I actually had 5, well the last one was a tiny one ;) The perfect start to the day! Oh, did I mention we were making these pancakes at 7 in the morning? After a bit of salsa dancing while waiting for the paste to be finished.
Yep, it's official, the girl that was always late into work, and before that to school, the one that could not be awaken before around 8 in the morning after 30 minutes of snoozing, yep, the lazy morning sloth called Helena actually now wakes up by herself at around 6 in the morning!!! Yep, hell has now officially frozen over ;)
Talking about sloths, after the lovely breakfast, we took off to the Manuel Antonio park.
A really cool experience as beforehand we had only seen one sloth, far up in a tree so hardly distinguis
hable, when up in Tortuguero. And seeing some sloths up close was kind of my goal of the day. And it didn't actually matter that there were so many other people around in the park, as sloths at least move so slowly that they won't go away because of noisy people before you manage to see them.
A morning full of animals as besides the sloths and cappuccinos, we also spotted loads of iguanas and lizards, a sleeping green frog that disguised itself through camouflaging by sleeping on a huge leaf the exact same colour as the frog, a cool huge blue butterfly who disguises itself by mirroring its surrounding - hence it was blue on the top mirroring the sky, and brownish grey bellow -, a crazy coloured frog that almost looked like a snake, some raccoons, a family of howler monkeys, a small colibri and probably some other animals that I have forgotten.
We also had a swim on a beautiful calm beach, although we had to keep an eye on our bags more for the risk of having the cappuccinos stealing from them than the human thieves this time.
After a well deserved lunch, Nuno rented a surf board and hit the waves for a couple of hours, while I first played in the waves, then did a stunt as a professional surfing photographer (no career change in sight there I think), before falling asleep on the beach while my flip flops were swollowed by the tide... Oh well, they were breaking apart anyway.
Now I just need to find another pair that are comfortable. So a lovely, beautiful day in this very touristy part of Costa Rica. A day to be remembered.