Weekend Vibes.

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This past weekend was spent with new friends in Puerto Viejo, a laidback town that sits on the Caribbean Sea! It’s a five hour bus ride from San Jose and proved to be unnecessarily difficult to get to, mostly because finding bus stations in San Jose is similar to an expert level of Where’s Waldo? But I don’t think a trip here would be complete without getting lost at least three times, which I dutifully did. But eventually, and with the help of a kind old lady decked out in Costa Rica fütbol gear, we got to where we needed to be. Finally.

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Playa Cocles

But let me take a step back because I promise I actually do volunteer work and not just lay on sunny beaches…

On Friday, a group from Maximo Nivel (the volunteer organization I am with) had the opportunity to help rebuild a house for an older man whose health was deteriorating due to his living conditions. Inside were soggy clothes from the rains, a dozen empty milk boxes, cockroaches and tarantulas. Sounds homey, right? We essentially knocked down the house (which was really only metal sheets for walls) and started fresh. There were more volunteers than work (a great problem to have), so admittedly I didn’t do too much construction-wise, although I did drill holes into some 2×4’s… Instead, a friend and I chatted with the man whose house we were building and we learned that he had been living there for 50 years. He wasn’t exactly in tip-top shape, but he seemed happy enough. He didn’t smell too sweet, wore two different shoes and had only half of his teeth because he pulled the others out himself instead of going to the dentist. I didn’t understand much of what he was saying but we did bond over our love for coffee and cookies, so that has to count for something, right? Although I didn’t see the finished product, I do hope that the new house will be good for him and his health!

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Our new friend! …I swear he looked much happier than this

 

Fast forward back to Puerto Viejo.

I spent the first night in a remote part of town and fell asleep to the sounds of the animals outside and woke up to quite a view of the jungle. The next day I headed to a great hostel called Rocking J’s, where hammocks are the norm, the booze is cheap and the beach is only 50 feet away. My friends and I walked the white sands of Playa Cocles and I loved going for a swim in the sea, even if it was a bit salty for my taste. Later, I went to the Jaguar Rescue Center, which I 125% recommend going to. Animals from all over the country are brought there if they are injured, were abandoned and unable to survive as babies or if they were kept illegally as pets. My guide, the Center’s veterinarian, let me meet a baby sloth who was brought there that morning and I about died of happiness right there. Later, a monkey jumped on me and started to drink from my water bottle (they are so mischievous) and I was even able to play with the monkeys and help feed them! Each one had such a personality; a few climbed all over me as they played together, others just liked to cuddle with you and another was set on stealing everyone’s food. They are so smart and similar to humans and to see it up close for myself was incredible! I also got to meet a baby ocelot, a young crocodile, owls, snakes, a baby raccoon and other animals that I couldn’t even name. It was worth every penny. Unfortunately, the best day quickly turned into the worst…

 

With only a bit of time left on the tour, my guide and I heard the sound of tools in the jungle and suddenly he darted away yelling. A second later I looked up and saw the largest tree in that part of the jungle fall to the ground in slow-motion as it took several other trees down with it. Someone illegally and VERY improperly cut down the tree which had dozens of animals living in it. To see it all unfold before my eyes was heartbreaking; hearing the howler monkeys scream in the distance and the animals at the center yelling in agitation while the volunteers responded to the immense sound and ran to where I was only to stare in disbelief at the gaping hole in the sky. My guide was emotionally distraught, and understandably so, as it would be his job to go into the jungle and take care of all the injured and killed animals. To some people it may seem like just another tree, and maybe you had to see it to truly understand how detrimental and horrifying it was, yet either way, deforestation (and improper deforestation at that) has a devastating impact. The center is run by volunteers whose passion and knowledge is evident and the only funding they receive is from tours and donations, which barely covers the cost to house, feed and take care of the animals medically on an average day, let alone a day where dozens will be brought in due to the event we had just witnessed. Now without sounding like too much of a marketing animal-rights hippie, it is my hope that if you are reading this you consider donating even $5 to aid the Rescue Center’s efforts. Personally, I think skipping Starbucks for one day is a damn good exchange for the wellbeing of an animal’s life, but maybe that’s the hippie in me talking again. Check it out for yourself and I hope you can help them out too: www.jaguarrescue.com

 

Although the tours are light-hearted and fun, this link really shows the true nature of their work and how they are helping care for the wildlife (brace yourself, some of these are graphic): Jaguar Rescue Center Injured Animal Guests

 

…and happy pictures!

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A baby sloth at snack time!

 

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This little monkey getting down and dirty with my water

 

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Now I’ll try to end this achingly long post on a happier note.. Sunrise over the Caribbean!

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One of the dogs that rules the beach

Before catching an early bus back home, we decided to drink up the sunrise. Even behind large clouds it was still an incredible sight to see; there’s just something wonderful about watching the beginning of a new day, and let me tell you, it’s even sweeter from the white sandy beaches of the Caribbean Sea.

 

!Hasta luego mi amigos!

 

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Sloth enthusiast, Nutella extremist, and all around sassy human with a deep love for hoppy beer and discovering the world's many gems. Currently gallivanting the globe while drinking more coffee than necessary.

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