It was an early start so I had set my alarm for 5:30 but, as usual, I didn’t sleep well so was wide awake to stop it before it went off and Jan was able to get a few extra minutes of sleep.
Criss had sent us info on a bakery nearby so I headed out. Along the way I picked up Bruce and Yves. The bakery was a lively place. Yves led with his order in impressive Spanish then headed back since the obviously popular spot was getting crowded. Too bad cuz Bruce and I could have used his help. Seems they thought Bruce and I were a couple and when I ordered a coffee they kept indicating it was in the bag. Problem was it was Bruce’s bag. Took a fair amount of gestures but I finally got my coffee and a wonderfully delicious giant cinnamon roll.
We loaded our gear into the van and headed for Quepos on the Pacific.
The trip took about three hours with a stop along the way to check out the crocodiles in the Rio Grande de Tarcoles. Looking down from the bridge, the river was quite mucky, making the crocs quite mucky. Jan wanted to go down and clean them off.
We arrived at Villa Romantica at 11:30 and all except two rooms were ready. The rooms were at the back of the Villa along with some lush vegetation and a pool. The bad news was that Jimmy’s luggage had not arrived. Most people ate lunch at the outdoor cafe and then got whisked away for the catamaran outing which began at 1:30. Barb and Dave were under the weather and stayed back for a quiet day.
The Catamaran crew had an amazing time on the party boat. Diane danced the Merengue with Diego and also dove off the boat. She had a somewhat off-kilter entry into the water and hurt her tush. Daver thrilled the crowd with his back flip off the boat. The dinner provided was also enjoyed. They arrived back at 6:30 and continued partying on the outdoor patio.
