Traveling with my friend Trish from Mrs. Toralbas’ Spanish Class.
Well, about 37 years later, mi amiga and I are trying out our conversational español learned in class. So far we have been successful in getting a taxi (same word in inglese), finding the baño, y ordering cerveza. While we are here for the shoulder season, my shoulder es malo with my rotator cuff prohibiting many actividads. Upon arriving, however, as I’m Marriott Royalty, we were whisked away to the Cacao Suite; which if measured in Hershey Chocolate square footage, would be about 375 million bars. Since Patty was sorry to have missed the rainy season, she used our seven shower heads to recreate the rainforest experience flooding the baño and causing 15 Costa Rican families to seek refuge by climbing banyan trees until the flood waters receded compliments of the maid doing turn down service. We spent a lovely, but short day at the beach, as the sun goes down at 5:15p. Patty thought that my bright pink rash guard wouldn’t stand out against the brilliant sunset, so she decided to point me out in this picture. Today, we saw mucho crabs, an iguana, lots of butterflies, an iguana and a Costa Rican skunk. La playa es muy peligroso at the hotel, so tomorrow, we will go to Tamarindo. Buenas noche! Remember mi casa is su casa.
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