The following excerpt is from the journal I wrote backpacking Central America in 2008.
Feb. 5, 2008:
David, Panama – We leave the Purple House Hostel and head to the bus station at 7 a.m. We have decided to split up and explore on our own for a couple weeks. Josh will head south to Panama City and I will head north back into Costa Rica. “Good luck out there Kyle”, “make good decisions Josh,” and we split.
The bus to San Jose, Costa Rica leaves at 8:30. I arrive at the border an hour later, and wait in line to get my passport stamped. It was busy. I wait in line for three hours. Back on the bus for another seven hours and I arrive in San Jose.
Three days spent relaxing in San Jose at Costa Rica Backpackers.
I discover a volunteer organization, World Wide Opportunities on Organic Farms (WWHOOF). They connect willing workers to local farms. I search through a list of potential farms in Costa Rica looking for help. Rainsong Wildlife Sanctuary in Cabuya at the tip of the Nicoya Peninsula catches my eye.
Five hour bus ride and I am there. I plan on staying for a week.
After a three hour hike south of Montezuma I arrive in Cabuya at the Rainsong Wildlife Sanctuary. I walk through a lush, green entrance and arrive at a little house owned by Mother Nature herself, Mary Gomez. On her shoulder sits my new best friend, anty, a five-month old anteater.
My lodgings are in the middle of the jungle, a kilometer hike from the sanctuary, in a two story shelter with no walls. Amazing. Imagine the sounds I am listening to right now.
Feb. 28, 2008
So, I am going to stay for a month. I have not written anything in two weeks, mainly because I have fallen into a glorious routine here at Rainsong. I awake every morning at seven to the sounds of howler monkeys roaring in the trees.
By eight I make my way to the house to feed the animals. I am now lead-hand, meaning I have to designate tasks between eight volunteers. I don’t mind at all. Besides, I get all the good jobs this way.
- Give the anteater a bottle and take it out to hunt ants
- Take cut up fruit to tarzan, the one-armed monkey and chill with him for a while
- Take bird seed to the bird santuary
- Release the pisote back into the wild
- Hit the hammock with a book and keep the guitar nearby
Oh yeah, Lily arrived a week ago. She is a pleasant young lady from England. She will be attending Oxford in the fall to study Biology. Lily wrote the most beautiful song for me that I have ever heard.
Maybe I will include it in another post.
Here’s the Video.