Monday 14 January 2019

A Costa Rican Recce Saturday 12th January

It's a long way to Costa Rica. A damn sight further than Tipperary. We left home at 3pm on Friday 11th, arriving at Heathrow just after 6 and with plenty of time to spare for our long flight to Mexico City.  The flight duration was 11 and a half hours. and we landed at 4.00 am local time. This bending of time works by winding our watches back 6 hours and after the four hour wait for the connection we had experienced a 21 hour long dark night. I suppose if you continue to fly west you could live forever in the dark.

The flight south to San Jose was a mear 3 hour hop and in delightful sunshine even though our take off was delayed by a furter unexplained hour. Have a look at some of the aerial shots of the west coast of Mexico, Guatemala, El Salvador, Nicaragua and Costa Rica. Don't ask me which is which, I'll guess.

My money is on Guatemala below


Now I think that we have reached El Salvador. A very straight coastline with some inland lagoons.


Some very rugged terrain which I reckon is Nicaragua zoomed in a bit.


Similar country without zoom but with the cotton wool clouds.


Here is the familiar welcome picture. I hope that it is self explanatory.


After a half hour bus journey into the city centre we took a taxi to our hotel which is situated on the edge of Sabana Park. Until 1955 this was the site of Costa Rica's international airport. The old terminal building is now an art gallery for local artists. The prestigious international football stadium  has also been constructed in the park.


Above is our hotel, if you look carefully you can see Helen waving from our room. Below you can see the iconic stadium somewhat silhouetted against the evening sunshine.



The park is heavily used for recreational physical activities, some casual, some organised and some, like the soccer below, a bit between the two. This activity resembles playground footy with about twenty a side. The formation looked like 7-8-7 to me.


Birds feature largely in the park, both the wild kind and some crafty re-creations from residual tree trunks. The bird below looks a little like a cross between a turkey and a big duck and is the warty faced Muscovy Duck.


These birds are everywhere. They are a very dark glossy midnight blue and gather in evening murmuration. Their keel-shaped tail is very distinctive. It is the Great-tailed Grackle.


The Scarlet Macaw. Unsurprisingly this one was not in the least bit shy as he is one of the tree trunk carvings.


You can hire a pedalo or, for the more ambitious, a horse or two.



And what have we here? So rugby is alive in Costa Rica, but sadly we didn't see any being played.


2 comments:

  1. Wow what a journey I'm sure it will be worth it, will wait in anticipation haha Have a great time. x

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