Costa Rica4: Samara Beach at Sunset

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I’ve been in Samara the last couple of days. Tomorrow, I’ll be going back to Liberia for my morning flight back home on Tuesday. The fall and resulting bruise have not ruined my holiday but have changed it. I’ve had to rest the arm and slow down the last couple of days. That’s not a bad thing unless you are like me and like to see and do everything when you’re in a new spot. But it’s been okay. Sometimes you just have to change your plans and adapt. The rain forest was my favorite part of this trip. I had never experienced anything like it; a truly amazing experience. Beaches are great and this is a lovely beach town but at the end of the day, a beach is a beach.  The rain forest is something you should see if you get a chance.

Here are some pictures from the sunset today. Unfortunately, the beach faces South, so the sun does not rise or set directly on the water.

Just wondering; do you have a favorite of the pictures that I’ve posted of Costa Rica? Let me know.

Angels or can you really tell me it was just a coincidence?

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A few blog posts ago, I wrote a post about my beliefs called What I know for sure.

Part of that post dealt with my belief that there is no such thing as coincidence; that if you look at the happenings in your life, you can see the connectiveness of events. Being aware of so-called coincidences is a first step on the road to seeing things that happen as being too amazing to be random.

I had something happen today that reaffirms my belief in the inter-connectiveness of our lives; the presence of another dimension of being that we can only wonder and guess at.

So what happened? As I wrote yesterday, I fell in the bathroom 3 days ago and hit my arm and ribs on a pointy sink. It hurt a lot and resulted in a massive bruise that stops people in their tracks and and either makes them either gawk or ask me what happened.  The bruise is a lovely shade of blue and goes from my shoulder to my elbow and is actually moving down my arm past my elbow right now. It wraps around 75% of my arm.

Today, I went to an animal refuge spot; a zoo like place where they rehabilitate animals from the wild and then release them when they are  better. There were 5 adults and 2 little kids on the tour. One of the women on the tour asked me about my bruise,  but this time it was more than just curiosity. Turns out she is a nurse. She felt it and told me I needed to see a doctor right away. The bruise was hot and hard and my fingers were going numb. She also knew a doctor in town named Freddy who she thought the world of. I know a lot of nurses and if you ever want to find out about a doctor, I know to ask a nurse. They work with them. They know and Heather, the nurse was a surgical nurse. She had had a bad fall and Freddy had operated on her. She told me he was great and he was. Heather and her husband drove me to his clinic and he took me immediately. I didn’t wait a minute. He looked at me and started me on intravenous cortisone and antibiotics. Once I was hooked up, he  filled in my chart. Yes, he took me with no info on me besides what was I allergic to.  He thought it was that urgent. I was on intravenous for about half an hour and he sent me home with antiobiotics, anti-inflammatories and an anti-inflammatory gel. Guess what all of that cost? Take a guess. It cost $160. That’s all. Plus Freddie wants to see me again on Monday. The worry with something like this is that the infection will spread to another organ like the brain or heart and kill you very quickly.

So what are the chances that I would run into a nurse today when I needed one? Multiply that by the chance of meeting a nurse who knew a  great doctor really well and that the doctor was working on a Saturday. (He was actually about to leave right away and only took me because of the nature of my need.)  It is not a coincidence. It was meant to be like that. It was an angel sending a nurse to help me. It was the Universe looking out for me. And since that is so, I need to trust that everything else in my life will work out as well. It is so.

There is no doubt in my mind about that.

BTW: I was sick of the rain in the rain forest and asked the Universe to stop the rain. It was truly magical. The rain had been pouring really hard and it instantly stopped. Ask Shannon if you don’t believe me. How is that even possible?

These were taken with my iPhone  in the Baldi Hotel and Hot Springs. I love their other worldly look.  I didn’t use  my good camera because of the humidity in the sauna.


Costa Rica2 (Winnipeg Travel Photographers)

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This trip has been totally out of this world amazing. Presently we are at the beach town of Samara, where the temperature is 39 and there isn’t a cloud in the sky. Yes, it’s hot!

But it was the rain forest that was a new experience for me. I loved the lushness, the greenness and even the down pours that happened very regularly. We have down pours in Winnipeg but not like this. The rain came down fast but the drops themselves were tiny. And you could always count of the fact that the rain would stop in 10 minutes. It was around 33 degrees while we were there, so the rain felt refreshing as well.

We stayed at a place right in the rain forest called Green Lagoon Lodge. The road to get there was more like off roading in a car than driving on a road. I’ve never experienced roads like that, even in Mexico!

This was the view from our lodge. I haven’t done any photoshopping to this image. I can’t believe all the shades of green!



The places we saw while there, were the best photography opportunities I have ever had. One was the waterfall. WOW! We walked down 480 steps to get to it. Steep steps made of stone. We thought that was bad, but in comparison to the Green Lagoon hike, it was a walk in the park. I took a ton of pictures there, but here are a couple. The first is the waterfall up close and the second is the same waterfall from far away.


The hardest physical challenge I have ever in my life undertaken was the climb to the Green Lagoon. Shannon and I had no idea that it would be so difficult. It starts out easy enough with a climb on a grassy trail. We were warned ahead of time that there were poisonous snakes up there but we never saw any, although we did see a lot of snake holes. Anyways, after the grassy trails, things got more challenging because next were mud moguls. And the mud was wet as it rains all the time. The mud moguls were also very steep. But worse was to come. The moguls were still in the grassy area and the rain forest came next. The trail in the rain forest was made of stone steps, roots and logs to step on. Add wet mud to all of that and then also add the steepness of it. Top that off with how endless it was. OMG: I would never do it again, but the photos I got were amazing. Every once in a while, the rain would stop and a bit of sunlight would appear through the trees. It was magical! You could feel the aliveness of the forest. It was so lush and green and wet!  We climbed and climbed and then climbed some more, constantly thinking that the Green Lagoon must be around the next bend. It wasn’t. Climbers were coming down and telling us that there was no view at the top as it was so cloudy (we were in the clouds at this point),  and that in fact, the Green Lagoon was another 200 very steep steps down once you got to the top and since the clouds were so thick, you couldn’t see 3 feet in front of you; never mind seeing the greenness of the lagoon. We plodded on. At one point we saw a sign that said the lagoon was 1 km ahead; a cruel joke I think. Finally, we decided this was pointless and turned back. We were probably 5 steps from the top, but it didn’t matter. It was raining really hard and the mud was getting more and more wet and slippery. The way down was much easier. I did take one fall on the mud moguls but wasn’t hurt as it was more of a slide than a fall and the soft mud protected me. The bad fall would come later.

Here are a couple of the rain forest.



Yes, the FALL! Once we were done the mud moguls we sat down on some benches. After  I stood up again, I realized that my legs were wobbly. I took some time to get my legs back and finish the rest of the hike. We made it down in one piece. Our sneakers were covered in mud. My clothes were covered in mud from my mud slide. Best thing to do; have a shower. WRONG! Never go into the shower with wobbly legs. A lesson that I learned the hard way. When I came out of the shower I fell on the wet floor and bumped into the sink. I banged my arm and my ribs into the sink. Hard. I banged them very hard. The good news is that I didn’t bleed or break anything. The bad news is that I have a bruise that is like something out of horror movie. It goes from my elbow almost to my shoulder and is a deep blue colour. It hurts but my ribs hurt more. Apparently, this bruise will spread down my whole arm. Lovely! I’ve been taking pictures of it and sending them to my doctor friend, so no worries. I do have medical advice. Ice and Tylenol. BTW: Never believe a pharmacist in a a foreign country. I asked one about it and he said to take Celebrix;  which would increase bleeding! Bad idea. Even I knew that!

So I’m laying here typing with an ice pack on my arm and ribs trying to get comfortable. I didn’t write about the most amazing spa/hot springs ever. Maybe later. Tomorrow will be looking for some monkeys and other fun things to photograph!