Day 75: Back on the road...and in the air.

Tipico breakfast. So typical that lots of places don't offer menus.

For some reason, we've been meeting a lot of kitties.
Many of them happy to pose for Mike.

A rare photo op. Ice skates found in a Caribbean coast thrift store.

We were on the road by 6:50am, eating desayuno by 7:30am, and rolled into the airport without any delays at 11:40am. After some hugs and goodbyes, we headed in opposite directions after thirty days of traveling and lounging together. We were sad to see him go. He was sadder to have to leave. But in two weeks, we’ll be hugging and hello-ing in Georgia when he picks us up.


With four hours down, we had four more to go to get back to Dominical. We stopped for a bite to eat and to stretch before the next half of our trek. While Costa Rican food is pretty tasty, it can’t be described as diverse. It’s the same food, same selection, same menu almost everywhere you go. Restaurants advertise “tipico” meals and they couldn’t be any more accurate. Rice, beans, chicken, beef, fish, plantains, cilantro. Yes, it’s all good. But without the help of my own cooking to break up the monotony, I was in need of something…anything….else. Hello Denny’s.

With not many roads to choose from, we drove the same route home as we’ve done on a few occasions now and after a few hours we were as bored with the scenery as we were with the food. As it has on the past few occasions since we’ve traveled, we were welcomed home by rain that got stronger as we got closer. Fortunately, we didn’t return to disaster like we had when we picked Matt up.

We were also welcomed by a cockroach in the sink and four dried turds on the bed. Later in the evening, while I was on the phone with my sis, I interrupted her when a gecko snuck out of the bedroom. He popped up from behind the headboard and scurried to his escape from the room. He was clearly more afraid of me than I of him. Had he not already pooped on our bed, I’m pretty sure he would’ve left a trail of something behind. She asked how I was so calm about it. She couldn't see me but I shrugged when I told her that I'm used to it at this point. I was just glad he finally left our bedroom aka, his bathroom.