The route we took brought us around the back side of Volcán Poás, past the La Paz Waterfall and the Peace Lodge, a high end resort associated with the private gardens that are home to the cascada. Everything we've read says the falls and surrounding gardens are beautiful, but the entry fee of $38 per person prohibited these starving volunteer English instructors from going in!
We stopped at El Churrasco Hotel y Restaurante in Poásito for lunch. The food was pretty damn good - I'd eat there again just for the cute little tortillas.
Creamy guacamole to start - and a lot of it! |
Hummingbird silhouette |
In living color. |
Waiting for more hummers. |
That's no humming bird |
We were made to feel like a part of the family, which was such a great feeling. We miss our families a lot so to be included in the familial banter, the good-natured trash talking, and the whole vibe was a ton of fun. Spending time around Gertie made me think about my mom and how much I miss her. Hanging with the boys helped me keep my skills honed for when I get back home to my family. Very important, trust me. Practice, practice, practice.
Ahhhhh, perfect. |
We got up reasonably early the next morning, enjoyed breakfast and decided to take a shot at seeing Volcán Poás. As you may recall we got shut out on our last visit in April due to a big storm blowing in from the Caribbean, up and over the volcano. The weather wasn't looking perfect this morning, either. But it's just 4k to the top so we thought we'd go check it out.
The lady at the entrance gate said there was a 50/50 chance of us seeing anything worthwhile so we paid the fee and drove up to the visitors center to see what we could see.
'If the volcano erupts, run - then drive - as fast as you can. Thanks - The Management' |
We detected that familiar volcanic sulfur smell and crossed our fingers. Once we got to the viewpoint, we approached the railing and… and… and… clouds.
Awww... |
What happened next was either Mother Nature playing nice or it was caused by the appearance of Gina and Dave. As soon as they walked up and stepped to the rail, the wind picked up, swirled left and then right. and like a curtain being drawn aside for a grand theatrical performance, the clouds swept away for a few minutes, allowing us a view of the crater below.
Thar be the Portal to Hell! |
Do you believe in fauns and faeries? |
This little guy stalked us most of the way down the trail, scampering ahead, then waiting. Pretty sure he was hoping we would drop something edible! |
Oh, and since we couldn't see the laguna, we thought we'd pass off this representation:
No, really! This is the laguna. Honest! |
THIS is the sombrilla de pobre (poor man's umbrella) - it's huge! |
Later that day we went for lunch at Restaurante Colbert, the French place we dined at on our prior trip. The drive there was delayed due to noon rush hour traffic, however.
Odd… all those horns yet no honking. Huh. |
We got stuffed again with dinner at the lodge - Stephan knows no limits for portions (which is why I love him). We again sat around the fire, each of us sharing what we'd done that day, Stephan sharing his bourbon. Dave and Gina were leaving the next day and Stephan was taking them to the airport extremely early in the morning. So, of course, we tried to make sure they all had plenty to drink. Beer, bourbon - and gin and tonics for Bex!. Actually, we ALL had plenty to drink! We got the scoop from Gertie and Don about all the houses they had seen that day. They had high hopes for a place or two. It was a fun way to unwind after the day, with friends and a fire.
With Volcán Poás checked off the list, full bellies and a decent buzz it was time for bed! We had more adventures planned for the next day!!
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