What happened to day one, you ask. Well, I will tell you. Day one began on an airplane over Nevada. Our seats didn´t recline, they charged us for water, and although it was 2am we couldn´t sleep. Our flight connected through Fort Lauderdale where we had a three hour layover. My husband and I were planning on walking around the airport to get the circulation back in our legs, but we couldn´t leave the terminal without passing through security. At least there were lots of people watching to do.
We reached Costa Rica at 11:30 am. After a bus ride, wandering around San Jose for several hours, another bus ride, a ferry, a taxi, and another hour of walking we finally got to a motel. It was 10:30 pm. Did I mention that it was pouring down rain? And yes, we were walking. It didn´t bother me because I have traveled with my husband before and I knew what to expect. We go from one motel to the other trying to talk them down to a cheaper rate. Our buddy who is travelling with us was not prepared for all the effort so by the time we finally got settled he was cranky. Too bad for him. Cranky doesn´t help.
This morning after a great night sleep I was able to see where we landed. Free internet!!! And the most delicious breakfast ever. And it is still pouring down rain. Today we will try to make it to our final destination, but with the roads in such bad condition from the rain I don´t think it will happen. Well, that is part of the fun. You never know what you are getting when you travel with my husband.