Day 3.3 Catch up (A view from the Correct perspective--Marcy's)

So I haven't blogged yet, and not that I don't want to be writing this all down, but I am rather enjoying my stay and haven't wanted to sit down in front of a computer yet. So, allow me to let this out:

COSTA RIIIIIIICAAAAAAAAAAA!

I have to admit, the first thing I was worried about was food. As many of you know, I am a very picky eater, and I don't care too much for ethnic foods or anything resembling Mexican food. It makes my bladder cry. Anywho, I am delighted to say that the food is excellent and surpassed my expectations. The first time we stopped, I got shrimp (camarones) noodles with a white sauce and...... A SMOOTHIE! Yum. I am glad to say they still exist even in Central America. At Trogon Lodge, there was a ready supply of perfectly cooked fish, rice and beans, and even ceviche (jealous, Mrs. Suhey?)
The fruit drinks were awesome and did not have any artificial flavors whatsoever. You could taste every last pulpy juice bundle fiber.

Following our meal at Trogon Lodge, Diddles wanted to go for a run. Now we were at an altitude of about 8000 feet, so the air was just a tad thin, by which I mean I couldn't breathe and I felt like jungle spirits were pulling out my overly-enthusiastic heart in an arrythmiatic death experience. It was a trail run, and the whole first half was up a mountain (as most trail runs are), which is when I felt the worst. The way down was much more fun and I only had to worry about tripping over roots. It was very beautiful and cool, so it was not too bad. We only went about 2 miles. Oh well. I felt like I was a monkey from the Jungle Book.

Now we've moved from the mountains to the ocean, and the waves are calm and soothing. I'm going to take more potential senior pictures with the Ging tomorrow, but with the good camera, so I don't know if we'll be able to upload them. We'll see.