Believe it or not we became trapeze artists Sunday. We had to wake up early and drive an hour away to get to our trapeze school. The place was small but pretty amazing. Imagine just one trapeze net with two bars and a great view. It was about halfway up a mountain plus you had a perfect view of the tallest waterfall in Costa Rica right across the valley.
We started off learning some basic skills like changing from hands to feet while hanging on the bar. Mom was the first one to try it and she made it half way. It took us all several tries and about an hour later every one of us were able to swing upside-down and catch our instructor who was on the second swing. So far it has been the favorite thing that we all have done in Costa Rica.
Monday it was time to go back to Spanish school. It was also the last day in the house we were staying in. We didn't do much besides swimming and homework.
Tuesday morning we had all our things packed and sitting by the door. We did go to Spanish school and afterwards Dad invited Anna, our instructor, out for lunch with us. There is a great fish taco place right down the street. As soon as we arrived back at the house we loaded as much as we could into the car and drove three minutes to the next house. The house itself is based on a courtyard style and focuses on a large circular living room which overlooks a 180 degree view of the ocean. My favorite part is that the road leading in is on top of a ridge line so the house ends on a cliff. The house is rather run-down and looks about thirty years old, but the view and all the wildlife make it amazing.
As it was becoming dark we saw two large toucans and a bunch of smaller ones in front and behind the house. We also found a colony of about thirty tent-builder bats under the eaves in the courtyard. The sunset is unbelievable with the view. We ended up going back to the hotel restaurant right down the road and it is still as good as the first time we went.
We started off learning some basic skills like changing from hands to feet while hanging on the bar. Mom was the first one to try it and she made it half way. It took us all several tries and about an hour later every one of us were able to swing upside-down and catch our instructor who was on the second swing. So far it has been the favorite thing that we all have done in Costa Rica.
Monday it was time to go back to Spanish school. It was also the last day in the house we were staying in. We didn't do much besides swimming and homework.
Tuesday morning we had all our things packed and sitting by the door. We did go to Spanish school and afterwards Dad invited Anna, our instructor, out for lunch with us. There is a great fish taco place right down the street. As soon as we arrived back at the house we loaded as much as we could into the car and drove three minutes to the next house. The house itself is based on a courtyard style and focuses on a large circular living room which overlooks a 180 degree view of the ocean. My favorite part is that the road leading in is on top of a ridge line so the house ends on a cliff. The house is rather run-down and looks about thirty years old, but the view and all the wildlife make it amazing.
As it was becoming dark we saw two large toucans and a bunch of smaller ones in front and behind the house. We also found a colony of about thirty tent-builder bats under the eaves in the courtyard. The sunset is unbelievable with the view. We ended up going back to the hotel restaurant right down the road and it is still as good as the first time we went.
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Wednesday we had Spanish school like usual but on our way home we stopped on the side of the road because we heard rumors of a sloth in the area. We were lucky enough to spot it climbing up a tree. It was faster than I thought it would be, but it was still slow. For some reason it kept climbing up this one branch that was becoming skinnier and skinnier. At one point when it was close to the end we could hear the branch cracking a little. Right after Dad exclaimed, "I think its going to break!" of course it broke. The sloth and branch fell about twenty five feet into the bushes below. It didn't move for several minutes and we thought it could be seriously hurt, but it slowly made its way back to what it thought was a tree but was really a stump. When it realized it couldn't go any farther it just stayed in place and reached out toward us. We took some really good pictures. Later when we showed them to a local they said we were really lucky to be there at that moment. It was an amazing experience for us, but probably not for the sloth!
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