Back from Costa Rica. Besos may not travel with me again.
We are back. Pictures forthcoming but three quick highlights until then. Besos may not travel with me again.
1. Our first day on the beach in Manuel Antonio (we got to the beach by hiking through the jungle where we saw our first monkey), while Besos had dreams of sipping fruity drinks and sunning herself, I volunteered us to kayak out onto the ocean and snorkel. Did you know that Besos is afraid of the ocean and can’t tread water? I learned it when she practically grabbed me by the neck. A good couple hundred yards from shore, we ditched the kayaks to snorkel by some rocks. I ditched my life jacket so I could dive down to see more fish. I suspect Besos considered ditching me to get back in the kayak. Oh yeah, we wiped out getting back to shore and flipped the kayak. Yes, we’re still dating.
2. Did I mention that we took a small puddle jumper plane from San Jose to Manuel Antonio? Well, we did. About 15 passengers and huge windows. Everyone stared outside except Besos who stuck her nose in a magazine and refused to look. heh.
3. We decided a fun ATV trip up into the mountains/jungle would be a lot of fun. It ends with a hike up and across some bridges to a waterfall. Did you know that Besos didn’t know how to drive an ATV and was afraid to do so? I didn’t either. Oh yeah…and she’s afraid of heights. See? You learn things about each other when you travel together. I rode behind her. She took great pleasure in coating me with mud with some fast spinning back tires. Once up the mountain a bit, we hiked up through the jungle with our guide and four other tourists – a Mexican family (parents, daughter, son-in-law). The guide asked if we were afraid of heights. I said no. Besos said yes. We continued to climb, crossing bridges over rapid creeks and jumping stones.
As we continued through the foliage, the guide again asked me if I was afraid of heights. I again told him no. That was about when we began crossing a bridge. He peeled off his shirt and climbed on to the bridge and told me that we would jump…into the water below. I peered over the edge at the rocks and water. I grinned. Besos sighed.
So I climbed over the bridge rail after the guide, hands gripping the bridge as I looked down and then I kicked off and jumped. I was pretty proud of myself when I came up for air. Then the guide said, “Now, we will climb the bridge and jump from the top of that. You’ll see the difference.”
Well, I’m not gonna lie. It was different. Besos filmed it this time as I climbed on top of the wood bridge, shook my arm in the air in triumph and then leaped.
The best part? On the tape, you can hear the Mexican mother and Besos speaking and when I hit the water…the woman screams. When I watched the tape, I asked Besos what the woman had said. She said that the woman had said, “Look at your friend!” and then Besos calmly responded and told her that yes, I was crazy. And then I jumped.
Dude.
Kick.
ASS.
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Just a random attorney writing about daily life with Little Filthy, my rotten dog.
May 11th, 2009 at 10:38 am
“Yes, we’re still dating.” Dude, how many times have you marveled over that?
Bad.
To.
The.
Bone.
May 11th, 2009 at 10:45 am
Yay, welcome back, I’ve missed your posts!
I feel like my husband could have written this, we had some similar experiences during our last trip to Kauai. He was jumping off of cliffs while I was trying not to drown in the waterfall/pool below.
I can’t really swim, either. Jesse says the underwater view of me swimming looks like I’m riding a bike. I guess that’s not good.
May 11th, 2009 at 11:49 am
That sounds like a perfectly good time.
And yes, you do learn quite a bit about each other when you travel.
SOOOO glad you’re back.
May 11th, 2009 at 1:41 pm
It’s official: You are Chris and I am Besos. To. A. Tee.
May 11th, 2009 at 5:31 pm
And now Besos can tell your (future) kids “Just because your father jumped off a bridge doesn’t mean you should too…”
May 11th, 2009 at 5:50 pm
I’m glad you’re back and I’m glad Besos is still *speaking* to you, let alone *dating* you.
May 11th, 2009 at 10:16 pm
Sounds like you had a blast
May 11th, 2009 at 11:06 pm
So glad you all had fun!! Can’t wait to hear more details and see pictures. Yikes on the bridge part. You are truly, truly insane!
May 12th, 2009 at 7:37 am
Wow. What an amazing trip. SOooo jealous. Godo for Besos for hanging in there with you.
May 12th, 2009 at 7:41 pm
AAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHH! that’s awesome. man, i miss Costa Rica. welcome back – i’m glad you guys are back…safely.
May 14th, 2009 at 2:33 pm
you and besos are like me and my not-afraid-of-heights significant other who made me go on a helicopter-with-no-doors ride through kauai. I side with besos.
May 15th, 2009 at 6:23 am
@QT – She’s a trooper. I suspect that one day, she may grab my arm and hiss, “This is IT. No more craziness!”
@Krystie Lee – I should clarify that she can swim but not tread water. I suspect she, like you, looks like she’s riding a unicycle under water. heh.
@T – Thank you! That’s kind of you to say.
I missed writing.
@bev – I am glad the transformation and resultant exchange will be easy on you.
May 15th, 2009 at 6:26 am
@Susan – I think it is safe to say that if Besos and I ever had children, she wouldn’t allow any bridge jumping stories to pass my lips.
@KT – heh. That made me grin.
@Chivahn – I did! Wanna go with us next time?
@PT-Lawmom – I hope you aren’t envisioning the Golden Gate bridge or anything. heh.
May 15th, 2009 at 6:28 am
@mindymom – She’s a trooper! Wanna jump off a bridge?
@lily – I wanted to ask you where you normally go when you go?
@sitcom – I wanted to do a helicopter ride! I asked people if they did them over the volcano. I’m envious.