Light-skinned-ed Girl in Southern Costa Rica

The day started with the promise that I was participating in my last up-high activity.  The very up-high activity was walking the Arenal Hanging Bridges.  By hanging bridges, I mean shakey metal bridges that spanned 150 feet hanging as if from clothes hangers above the jungle valley.  Actually, it was just fine.  And in fact, I enjoyed myself having spotted (well spotted for me): a red poisonous frog, a bull viper snake eating a lizard, a howler monkey and a couple of very good-looking birds.  But next up was the road trip south.  Somehow, we ended up on the road that was not paved, that climbed into the mountains and left us herding cattle at some point to get by and also wondering whether there was any road beyond the precipice ahead.  There was.  There always was, but it was a harrowing ride.  Still, it was all worth it.  It's amazingly beautiful here.  Now, for a good meal, and plans for tomorrow to stay on the ground without any adventuring.