Adventure Day

July 6^th

Yet another sunny, bird chirping day. We had requested the night before to get a wake-up call this morning for 7:30 so we would not be late for our adventure at 8:30. But after Greg went to the little boys room and returned to fall back asleep, Callie insisted he check the time because she had a nightmare that the concierge desk forgot to give them their wake-up call. 8:07 am… perfect. Quickly we gathered ourselves and hustled down to the concierge desk.  We ate a quick, but oh so delicious, breakfast and headed out to meet our adventure guide.

I’m not going to try to spell his name, but “old man” was how we pronounced it. He was our guide for the day. He gave us a 4 second rundown on how to ride an ATV and soon Callie jumped on behind Greg and we were off. Flying down the road, dodging the same potholes as before, we found that traveling by ATV was a lot more fun than the SUV. Wind blowing through Greg’s luscious hair was a sight to see.

We arrived to our first destination on this adventure, the canopy zipline! Everyone got strapped in with a full harness and given specially made gloves with leather strips lining the inside palm of the glove. It felt too safe if you ask me. Not like the old days when Greg and Joe made em. Breaks? Who needs em?! The staff of the zipline gave us instructions in the best English they could muster, throwing in key words like, “you’re a proffesional!” and “you got it!” We jumped in a truck and they drove us up the hill to begin the cable course back down.

There was about 5 legs of this course. The longest span measuring over 500 meters. From way up in the trees, above the jungle, we could see all the way up and down the coastline. It was miraculous! If only Greg’s video recorder could have been set up on his right side, the videos being brought home would have shown you some excellent footage. Callie even hung upside down on the second to last line, a feat she is very proud of!  Zip. Zip. Zip. Zip. Zip. And we’re down back on the ground. What a thrilling way to start the day.

Once again, jumping on the ATVs, we roared off up and down some beautiful countryside roads to finally reach the Montezuma Waterfalls. Packing somewhat light, we trekked our way back up the bending river and reached a gushing waterfall. The brown water at the base of the thundering falls was too inviting to pass up. Callie and Greg jumped in and took a little swim. We were told, if we did not fear heights, we would be able to climb our way up the side of the waterfall and jump in… at our own risk. So we did. As long as you came back up and were able to swim back to the shoreline, no matter how scared you were, the brown water was more than able to hide the proof any fear produced.

Making our way back to the ATVs once again, we were now headed into the city of Montezuma. It appeared to be a little fishing/surfing town mainly catering to the tourists that pass through it. We did a little shopping and had some lunch. A beautiful blue bird visited us during lunch waiting for someone to drop anything it could put in its beak. After lunch, we got on our bikes for the final leg of our adventure and drove back to the resort.

Quite an exhausting day left us very tired. To try to take advantage of the remaining parts of this day, we sun bathed for a while occasionally jumping into the pool. Hunger made its way present once again. (On a side note: We found that the humidity and the heat somehow stifle any hunger pangs. And that the desires of eating comes less frequently than back home.) Sushi. Callie loves sushi and Greg had failed to try it… until today. Finding our way back to the resort restaurant, Callie ordered California Rolls and Greg ordered Philadelphia Rolls. Only realizing 5 minutes later that of all the options on the menu, we ordered the only two named after U.S. locations. Shrug. Tourists. Greg conceded. Sushi was all right.

Still exhausted, but at least well fed. We moseyed back to the room and replayed some of the videos taken from the day. It had been an extremely very fun day. The first three days we have completed the majority of our desired activities already. I fear the remainder of our blogging will now be filled with failed surfing attempts, and which one of us can sun tan darker. Either way, we’re both pretty sure we’ll be tanner than Angela when we get home.

LaLa

G & C