Another hour of bus travel down country roads from the banana plantation is Parismina, where we offloaded from the bus, said goodbye (for now) to Marcos, and boarded a boat for the hour and a half ride to Laguna Lodge. We’ll be at the lodge for the next two days.
Parismina is the end of the road at the Caribbean Sea. From there, everyone travels by boat, like these locals.
The view out the window of the taxi, as we zipped up the Tortuguero River.
More locals, out for a spin.
The Princesa del Rio, chugging along.
After dinner that night, I went on a frog hike. I didn’t find any, but I almost walked into this lady. She was hanging from the canopy at about knee height. If my flashlight didn’t catch her I would have walked right into it – and that would have kind of freaked me out. Her leg span is about 4″. After I took this shot I looked away for a moment, and when I turned back she was gone. So was I.
The Princesa del Cielo, hanging around.