Yesterday I had a funny evening in the bar…so I only went to bed at midnight. But the monkeys here – I could sing you a thing or two about it, but my voice is a bit rough at this time of the day, so I can’t – they are merciless. On the stroke of five they are roaring as loud as their lungs would allow it.
Continue reading “Manuel Antonio, Costa Rica. Another day in paradise.”
What’s wrong with the…the…err…the…the chicken-man, how is it called in English? Rooster? So, what’s wrong with him?! It’s five am. Familiar time. But I can’t hear the familiar Kikiriki.
I think he is on drugs. Or on rabies. Continue reading “National Park Manuel Antonio, Costa Rica. Kiki is on vacation.”
‘This will be a nice morning walk’ thinks Yiyi and follows me when I leave the house.
‘She will return the moment she realizes that I won’t go only to work’ I am thinking. Continue reading “Kiki and Yiyi ?”
Geeeeeeez, I don’t find the time to write everything down what I experience…but there are some news!
Where should I start… maybe with last weekend. Continue reading “Kiki’s work and Kiki’s amusement in Costa Rica. + Holidays :-)”
Five o’ clock, the rooster crows and I jump out of my bed. In record time I arrive Cloudbridge: only thirty minutes from San Gerardo!
Continue reading “Hiking in San Gerardo de Rivas, Costa Rica: CLOUDBRIDGE. Part 3.”
“WHAT are you doing all day long?!” I am asked frequently.
Good question!
And good questions should be answered.
Cheerful whisteling I walk my legs uphill into the cloud forest of Cloudbridge.
Today I hike the second third of the nature reserve and the sun is not shining. The cloud forest presents itself in clouds. Continue reading “Hiking in San Gerardo de Rivas, Costa Rica: CLOUDBRIDGE. Part 2.”
Oooooh! Oooooh! Oooooh! The sun is shining…! After days of seeing only clouds, fog and rain I am happy! So I lace my hiking boots and stroll to Cloudbridge! Continue reading “Hiking in San Gerardo de Rivas, Costa Rica: CLOUDBRIDGE. Part 1.”
This day starts with madre Margarita lighting a fire in the house. In the hearth. The hearth!
“¿Por qué?” (-Why?) I ask naive. It’s warm today and furthermore: one of the walls in the kitchen is made of chicken wire – so the heat wouldn’t stay in the house anyway…
“I cook frijoles!” I get as an answer. Continue reading “Misunderstanding – that’s Spanish to me. Or isn’t.”
My family
My family is rather big. Padre Memo has ten siblings. Madre Margarita twelve. But no worries, the siblings do not live with us in the house 😉
Memo and Margarita have six children. Three daughters live with their husbands and children in own houses but on the same property.
And then here live four dogs, eight cats and many chicken – as for breakfast they love to eat Pinto de Gallo, Continue reading “Housing in Costa Rica – staying with a hostfamily”
