Driving back through the twisty mountains, we darted past tractors struggling up the roads filled with heavy loads, held our breath as we watched even more daring drivers try to pull a double pass (a car passing a truck, passing a trailer). If you like speed racing driving, than these roads are for you.
I was quite expressed with Lorraine's driving, although I was white knuckled sometimes, we made it through with only one scratch on the car. (The scratched happened the first day, pulling into Lisa's carport- thank goodness for full coverage.)
Back at Lisa's in Escazu we had a nice little dinner at home. Her neighbor Diane a fellow international teacher from South Dakota, made us yummy traditional Costa Rican fried plantains. We relaxed that evening, hanging out with her dog Gabby, a schnauzer-westie mix, who was successfully fighting the never ending onslaught of flees.
The next morning we had a couple hours to spare, so we headed to downtown San Jose. Parking consists of paying a random guy to "watch" your car, although he might not be the same one when you get back, so you have to convince him you already paid. We stopped at a market filled with Costa Rican traditional items perfect for the tourist. After dropping our now very dirty rental car off, we headed to the airport and off to Houston, with another 12 hour layover.
Now in Cleaveland, with a possible delay, we are officially back in the cold. We met our frosty breath as we exited the airplane. Now it time for a couple laps in the airport, one last cervaza and tomorrow it's officially back to the grind.
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