Oh yes, the posts just keep on coming! One of those days last week, (we never knew what day it was), we flew away from Bosque del Cabo (sadly), and back to San Jose. This flight was even scarier than the other one. I was content to die on a small plane in Central America, as long as we were all together!
Here we are in the "airport" in Puerto Jimenez.
And boarding our plane. The town graveyard is just behind that little white wall. Reassuring.
We arrived back in San Jose, where we rented a car. (This is where Neal's Spanish came in super handy.) We drove to
Arenal, a large, active volcano northwest of San Jose. It took us almost three hours to get there, on super curvy roads through very small villages. For those of you familiar, imagine driving up the Sundance road for 80 miles. Yes, this was our drive. We arrived at our resort, Los Lagos, which was definitely more of a resort than our previous lodgings. Tourists everywhere; it felt a bit like Disneyland after the authenticity that was Bosque! Arenal and La Fortuna (the town nearby) are famous for the hot springs. People come from all over to bathe in the pools, heated by the volcano, which is very close by. (That's it, behind the kids. It cleared up later.)
Hot springs and water slides!
Really large volcano with smoke coming out the top! There was a large eruption here in 1968, and there have been several smaller instances ever since. There is always something coming from the volcano, though it has been rather quiet for seven months, we learned from a guide later.
We went into town (La Fortuna) for dinner. Here, the volcano looms large.
The next morning, we visited the National Park at the volcano. We thought this sign was fun until later in the tour, when we were on the volcanic rocks and our guide told us about tourists that had gone a little too high up on the volcano, and had very bad timing (a small eruption occurred and a few of them perished). This is a dangerous place.
Navigating the rocks which were once ejected from the volcano, to come to rest here. The volcano is an eerie place.
Neal and the kids went horseback riding on the volcano that afternoon, while I stayed back and started on my fifth book of the trip. I loved all my reading time!
The volcano, when it cleared up, from the grounds of our hotel.
The next day was zip-lining! Oh boy!