I woke up this morning my calves and my hands we're very tender. Leslie pointed out that I was so tense at the zip lines that was most likely the cause. We went for breakfast and once again we had a wonderful breakfast. Manfred had made a special hot sauce for me which he left in the refrigerator. We saw a black hawk eagle which I was too slow to get a picture of. We packed everything up and saw a buzzard on our way out. A short ride later and we were at Quepos airport. There was a large police presence checking cars and incoming passengers. The facility is most tiny and ill equipped to handle sweaty passengers. Finnaly we got onto the plane, squeezed into our seats, got strapped in and the plane would not start. When the pilot and copilot took off their seatbelts we knew we were in for some trouble. Two hours later we were on a different flight and headed for San Jose. They offered to send us on a tiny private aircraft for only an additional additional $120 each! Although we were tempted we chose not to. It would have saved us 35 minutes at most.
