Corcovado National Park

The trip to Corvado National Park began with waking up at 4:30am to catch a 5:30am bus to La Palma, where I took. a collectivo taxi to Los Patos Ranger Station with the guide, Jose,  and my two newly met hiking companions, Dan and Rachel, a young New Zealand/Australian couple one month in to a three month Central American trip similar to my own.  We were put together by OsaWild, the agency through which I booked my tour. Continue reading Corcovado National Park

The strange and the familiar

There are strange bird sounds made by unfamiliar and unseen birds and the sound of crunching footsteps on the dirt road just the other side of the hedge full of flowers I don’t recognize coming through the screened window of my hotel room in Puerto Jimenez.  There is air-conditioning but I am leaving it off for now as I try to acclimate to the heat and oppressing humidity before my three day hike in Corcovado National Park.  I flew in from San Jose this morning after landing late last night and sleeping little.

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