The goal was both micro and macro…..   For the big picture, our cruise later that week departed from the town just down the road, and in the interest of clean laundry, and returning rental cars, it made a lot of sense to stay near the port.  But the micro level was a lot more fun.  Our hotel had the longest zip line in Costa Rica, 25 cables over 11 waterfalls.  Who could not love that.  Then they had rope courses, ATV’s, climbing walls.  We could be kept busy and happy while our laundry was being done.  Win, win.

There was one small problem.

Karen broke her left ankle on November 18.  I guess you can say there is nothing that is a little bit broken.  It hurt – a lot.  The doctor put a removable cast on, and lots of Velcro straps.  But Karen really wanted to not sit out more activities, so with only a little pleading and of course the lengthy  liability waiver, I got to go.  It will remain one of the best memories I have.  The scenery was stunning, the zip line traveled along a river system from high to low, and the travel along the cables was exhilarating, even more since the foot was such an encumbrance.

And the best was left for last.  At the end of cable 25, we found David, who went to town for cold beers.  Cable 26, driving home, we were recounting our adventures, regaling stories, and giddy from our adventures was the sweetest of all.