Absolutely Teeming
Finally, at the start of July, my Costa Rica trip came to an end — the last stop being Manuel Antonio; The smallest national park in the country, yet one of the most densely packed in terms of flora and fauna. To say it was a sticky day would be an understatement. Between all of our phones, in my group, a conservative stab at the temperature was 92 ° F...with a 'feels like' temperature of 104 ° F when taking into account the humidity. Even walking around stark bollock naked wouldn't have made a difference - it was that hot. We had a guide - Walter - who was great, but even without him we would've spotted so many creatures, such was the abundance of wildlife. Even at the entrance to the park, white-faced capuchins traversed power lines that ran above us - chirping and chattering. We all knew that the one thing we definitely wanted to see, up close an personal, was a sloth. Yes, we'd seen them at points during the trip - but only glimpses. It's kind of what you co...