24 July 2009
This is my last blog post from Costa Rica, sad to say. This third week was much like the first two in terms of my volunteer English teaching and my Spanish lessons, but at the end of the week I rented an ATV with Marta and her two daughters Daniella and Layla. They’re the ones sitting on the gunwales of the old fishing boat. We made a circular journey down the coast to Cabuya, where we stopped for breakfast in a roadside bakery. We then went to Isla Cabuya which is a small island only accessible at low tide, when you can walk over. There is a cemetery on Isla Cabuya which was spooky, serene, and other-worldly all the same time. We found many, many fossilized conch shells on the rocky walk out there. The pathway to the island consisted of volcanic lava from an eruption centuries ago. Only one or two of the graves were actually marked with names and dates. I suppose those to whom it matters know who is buried there. The ATVs were a lot of fun but carried a steep learning curve. The r...