Day 8

John has been doing all the blogging so I am giving him the night off. He has also been hogging the computer leaving me to do emails on a hand-me-down Andoid. If you have received strange emails from me referring to Cosa Ricardo--it’s the Android’s fault.
What I have loved most about Costa Rica are the small unexpected treasures--the sounds of the howler monkeys, bright green lizards, magnificent spider webs, and plants that fold up when you touch them. The people are unexpected surprises too. Today Costa Rica won a game in the World Cup. You should have heard the shouts of joy. We were in a small town Cabuyo that consists of one dirt road and three soda (restaurants). I heard shouts of “Goal! Goal! Goal!” from all the televisions in the town turned to the same game. For the next hour everyone was on the street hugging, shouting, singing, beeping horns. Costa Rica beat Brazil 3 to 1!
Our trip today was to Cabuyo island that is only accessible at low tide. It is the town’s cemetery and is reputed to be haunted.. We didn’t see any ghosts but the buzzards hanging around the graves did creep us out a bit. We snorkeled at the coral next to the island but we had to be sure to get off by high tide.
We walked 2 k to the Capo Blanco National park nearby and saw lots of lizards, spider monkeys, and an agouti which looks like a beaver with pig legs. Nice hike but as usual we sweat so much we looked like we  had taken a shower with our clothes on. I didn’t know the human body could hold so much water.
We planned to return to Montezuma on the same bus we took in the morning. We thought we had missed the bus so we started walking the 7k back. Then we saw them--the howler monkeys. We had heard them every day since we arrived in Montezuma and finally caught sight of them. They were huge. John does a great howler monkey imitation but I made him stop because they were getting too interested. Then the bus came and we bumped and rattled down the dirt road along the ocean with the driver shouting at motorcyclists Quieres que te mato? ( Do you want me to kill you?) We ended the day with a evening picnic at the beach and some coconut ice cream. Montezuma is a nice little town but it’s Saturday night and I understand why they nickname it MonteFUMA and I have seen more dreadlocks than I have ever seen in my life. Tomorrow we leave the"hippies" of Montezuma to find the "surfer dudes" in Santa Theresa. Pura vida!

Cabuyo Ilsand low tide

Cabuyo Island high tide

buzzards

Cemetary

Spider web

Howler monkeys