Later that afternoon, we set out for the Don Juan Coffee
Tour which was a most enjoyable experience. We learned all about the process of
growing, roasting and selling CR coffee and also had some of the most delicious
bananas and chocolate I will ever eat. The bananas were fresh off the tree, and
you will never eat another banana so sweet. Quinn loves bananas and must have
had 4 at least. After the tour, we enjoyed the free coffee and picked up some
gifts to bring back home. A word about CR coffee…it is all Arabica now, they do
not allow any other coffee to be grown and exported because they chose quality
over quantity. They are a small country and they have to be judicious about
what they export so that it is successful. They also serve coffee to small
children (starting at age 2) and Costa Ricans drink their coffee black or with
warmed milk and sugar. The milk is warmed so that it doesn’t cool the coffee
before you drink it. Quinn had some coffee each morning, and really enjoyed it
(he’s not had it since we have been back in the States, though…when in Rome, I
suppose).
The next morning we set out for our experience on the hanging bridges and zip lines. First, we did the hanging bridges with a guide. The guide was very helpful…even if we didn’t see wildlife or exotic birds (I never did see the infamous quetzal) he was informative about the plants, trees and cloud forest environs. There were eight bridges in all, some more than 300 feet high. In between, there was walking on trails that connect the bridges. A good bit of walking, and in some very damp conditions. On the last bridge, Nana had a spill and sprained her ankle. We were worried but she persisted and managed to push through to do the zip lines. Papa was a maybe for the zip lines, but I think male ego chipped in when he saw that Nana was going to do it, he couldn’t chicken out! That may or may not have been the smartest decision, but he made it through the whole zip line course. The kids loved the zip lines! I was a little nervous about the heights, but really it was pretty exhilarating. To be on top of the tree cover, flying through the air at relatively high speeds is a pretty good adrenaline rush. We also did the Tarzan swing, which was probably the most outside of my comfort zone. Imagine stepping off a platform in free fall…not knowing when the rope will catch you. All of us did the swing besides Papa who gratefully watched from ground level. Again, the kids loved it! If you ask them what their favorite part of the whole trip was, they will most certainly say the zip lines! Our guides were also great here, and they really made everyone feel safe. They took special care of Nana with her busted ankle, and they always made sure the kids and Papa had a guide with them on the longer zip lines. After that exhilarating experience, we had our driver drop us in the town and we ate lunch at the Tree House CafĂ© which literally had a tree growing through its two levels.
That night, we set out on a night tour of the forest with a
guide. It was actually a bust…we only saw a couple of creatures roaming the
night including a coati (raccoon like animal), agouti (large rat type animal),
tarantula, and the leaf carrying ants. No sloths and no monkeys. It was quite
windy and when that happens, animals head out of the trees and down for cover
making it hard to find them. Another point of interest here is that the
internet lines went down for a good portion of this day, making it impossible
to pay with credit cards for anything. We had to borrow cash from Quinn to pay
for the night tour! It’s something that you can never imagine happening in the
United States, and something we take for granted but in a small country you
need to be prepared for all kinds of things.
The next morning, we were set to leave for our last
destination and final four nights on the Pacific Ocean in Tamarindo. Insert
ominous sound here…dum, dum, dum. The exit from Monteverde to Tamarindo might
also have contributed to my dislike of Monteverde although most likely it had
nothing to do it. On the van ride (about 3-4 hours) I suffered from what I call
Monteverde’s revenge. I don’t know if I drank some bad water, ate something
bad, had car sickness (the roads were once again quite curvy and we were
traveling at high speeds), had reverse elevation sickness (we were now
descending from a mile high to sea level) or was overheated (the weather now
was changing from the 60s to the 90s with beach humidity) – or a combination of
the above – but it was a bad, bad combination. I started to feel bad right
before we made what was supposed to be our one and only stop – I thought I was
just hungry so I ate plantain chips and drank a Coke to try to calm my stomach.
It did not help, and we had to stop for me to use bathrooms every 20 minutes or
so. Our driver was wonderful, always finding a bathroom just in the nick of
time. I would feel slightly better after each stop, but get progressively
worse. In the last 20 minutes or so to the hotel, I threw up in the van. Not
good! When we arrived at the hotel, I could barely walk because I was so weak
and I was still needing to use the bathroom every few minutes. The hotel staff
was so nice…bringing me homemade tea and a fruit tray (for when I could stomach
the idea of food). I don’t remember exactly what was in that tea, but it did
wonders for my tummy. They said they see this type of thing a lot so they knew
exactly what to do for me. And they were right…I was able to keep the tea down,
and even venture to the pool later that afternoon. When I walked through the
lobby, I was like a celebrity because they were so glad to see me up and walking!
I was worried it was a 24 hour thing, but whatever it was – it ended as quickly
as it started and for that, I am so grateful. It only managed to ruin part of my
travel day, and I even managed to eat a light dinner that night. Next up, our
last 3 days in Tamarindo on the Pacific Coast. 








