Merry Christmas to all of our family and friends back at home, and to those out on the road! I hope it was only a few of you who got coal in your stockings! haha We spent Christmas with great company at a potluck at a super cool botanical gardens a little north of town. Good food and good people. If you cant have your own family with you, make a temporary one! Christmas abroad doesn't get much better than that.
Brian and I both agree that it couldn't have happened at a better time or place, if it had to happen. Claudette finally broke down. The old girl has taken amazing care of us and if something had to happen, say for example, the brakes going out, better to happen three miles from our treehouse than driving up and over a volcano in the highlands of guatemala.
Fortunately we were able to get her to the only mechanic in town, Danny, which unfortunately caused people to wince in pain when we told them what happened and where our van was currently residing. Danny, who fortunately spoke english, is the kind of person who unfortunately gazes off in the distance with a little spittle rolling from his mouth when you are asking him questions about your "casa movil". But enough teasing. To his credit, he was able to get us parts from San Jose (new brake pads, a machined brake rotor and new tubes for a mere 300.00) and put it all back together again. The van is still acting a little suspicious so we are going to try and get a few second opinions.
While Claudette was at the doctors, we continued to explore Puerto Viejo (on bikes of course!) and we definitely like what we see. Our surfing skills are steadily getting improving, though neither of us are quite ready to tackle the famous break Salsa brava, which consists of a monstrous mountain of ocean rolling over razor sharp reef. My ice-cream homing beacon even went off one night and we stumbled upon the most amazing hand made gelato place. The only downfall is that you cant fall in love with just one flavor…they change every day. Which isn't too bad after all.
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| We call it the train. Its about 35 years old and weighs about 50 lbs. But it is a wave catching machine! |
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| A praying mantis taking a seat on a nalgene |
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| Can you spot all five toucans? |
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| Desayuno at the treehouse. Toucans are LOUD! They remind me of naughty teenagers. |
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| Our favorite breakfast place in town. Homemade everything! Yum!! Were begging them to come to Portland. Keep your fingers crossed! |
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| Our little jungle style Christmas tree |
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| Neville taking a mid-day snooze in his favorite spot. He only wakes up to scratch his belly! |
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| Poor Claudette! |
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| Brian enjoying some Deelite gelato. Sabor de dia: Cinnamon! |
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| A little two-toed sloth buddy er.... putting his feet up at a pizza place |
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| They aren't kidding when they call it playa negra... black sand beach! A well deserved surf break |
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| On another ride with Amelie... stopping for a chat with some friends in town |
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