Sat March 19th 2016

March 19, 2016
Woke up to a beautiful sunny day with expected rain mid day so we will need to head out walking with umbrella and hooded jacket.

Started the day with a great buffet breakfast with lots of fresh fruit, Tica rice and beans, plantains in a sweet sauce, two types of eggs, sausage, cereal bar, rice pudding, bread bar and a selection of fresh juices along with delicious strong coffee. Not even close to the breakfast buffets in China but pretty darn yummo.

And speaking of a delicious breakfast I forgot to mention the ginormous cockroach that greeted us at the airport on our way to go thru customs. We both looked at each other and said “protein ” as Wayne stepped over him.

Spent most of the day wandering San Jose and due to it being the beginning of Samana Santa (Easter week) we encountered a huge parade of priests with a statue and full marching band. All while the bells of two churches tolled on and on. The full procession was about a block long.

Along our way we stopped for a couple of photo ops.

We meet our tour guide and group tonight and then all go out for dinner.

 

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2 thoughts on “Sat March 19th 2016

  1. Let’s not talk about cockroaches!!! Have enough here! I experienced a parade in a tiny fishing village south of Rio like you described, and in Spain the town our apt. Was in had one once a month! They are amazing, they carry this huge box on their shoulders, swaying along with each step! Not sure what is supposed to be in it, Jesus? Pictures were fuzzy, so couldn’t make them out very well. Noticed Wayne standing next to, a statue with huge boobs??

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