Years ago, pre-duo, the hubby and I went to Costa Rica and I fell instantly in love with this beautiful country full of everything magical and wonderful you go on trips to see and now we’re Costa Rica dreaming again. How can we get back as soon as possible?
How could we not love a country that embraces coffee?
And has such a soft spot for animals. I remember searching for alligators in the swamps and watching monkeys swinging from the trees and beautiful, lethargic sloths hanging high above us in the branches.
We visited the Chiquita Bananas plantation and watched bananas being picked and packed and we saw rhinoceros beetles that like to cling to them for the very first time.
And I love any place that has hammock after hammock to lounge in and read and snooze and repeat.
And now I’ve learned there is a sloth sanctuary. (Of course this tranquil heavenly place has a sloth sanctuary.)
I didn’t even mind the teeny-tiny airplanes, the poisonous snakes, (I still believe we encountered one on a hike. The hubby still believes it was the “non-threatening” kind.) the scary you-might-boil-yourself to death signs near all the hot-springs by the volcano, or those dangle yourself by a rope and swing over big canyon adventures. (Yes, I did this too. Not a fan. But did it, nonetheless.)
I want to go back. I can’t stop dreaming about going back. But how do I bring the kids too?
(PS. We have since taken our kids on this trip to Costa Rica and I’ve written about our trip with our 4 year olds. It was magical and we need to go back. We stayed at a Toucan Rescue ranch and we rented a car. I think we’ll hold Costa Rica in our hearts dearly forever!)