Mangroves December 2006 |
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To Bird Island
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Look - boobies! Costa Rica hosts the Brown Booby (not as famous as the Blue-Footed booby)
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This mangrove forest was on the coast, and filled with snapping, popping crabs. We could hear them everywhere, like firecrackers, as we paddled along the still water.
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Stopped for a leisurely lunch, ate fresh star fruit and lazed in a hammock.
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On the return, we stopped for fresh coconut/milk, and ate aphrodisiac barnacles.
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This rock is on my desk now.
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How did they do it?
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Best. Vacation. Ever.
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