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I’m not sure which the wettest country in the world is, if my jungle tent was 100 metres closer to the camp reception, I’d have wifi access and would be able to check. Right now I’m willing to guess Costa Rica is in the top ten, at least.
It’s raining again, not a light spritzing of misty cloud forest drizzle, or even the short sharp dump of a tropical downpour, no, this is relentless patter patter all afternoon and deep into the night stuff. And it’s been like this for the best part of 6 out of 7 days now. Oh and it’s the dry season!
So, as with so many things when you’re travelling (as opposed to holidaying) there are small lessons and revelations to learn about yourself at these moments.
How to adapt and accept gracefully a change in plans…
How to prioritise movement about your surrounds for fear of getting swept away…
How to while away the hours in a confined space with your nearest and dearest with very little for amusement…
Months and years after a trip you forget all the torrential downpours. When I consciously look back I remember being stuck in a small guesthouse in Acapulco,Mexico for the best part of 3 days. So that time I decided to learn Spanish.
It rained a lot in the jungle in Borneo and we just sat with our new friends enjoying the moment.
I even remember when I was really young being confined to our tiny bright green caravan on a campsite in Brittany watching the rain trickle down the windows. I drew pictures to pass the time.
These confining downpours offer a real chance to be in the moment, faced with your patience, imagination, and resourcefulness.
I’m going to embrace this one and remember that it’s the rain that makes all the plants and fruit here twice the size of those elsewhere, nourishes the 800 species of most beautiful birds and really does bring the “Rica” (Rich) to this Costa (coast).
Besides, I have cheeseballs and travel scrabble so I’m good for an hour or two…

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Contemplating tent-based activities

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Pleased I brought my brolly now

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Lovely weather for frogs

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Cheeseballs and travel scrabble

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Day 6 of our Costa Rica adventure and we are deep in rainforest territory. The Serepiqua rainforest and I have never seen so much rain.
We were supposed to take a tractor up a mudslide earlier to get to our rainforest retreat but there has been so much rain the river has swollen rendering even the tractor, with his mud-ready claws, useless.
So we have taken a serendipous diversion to our new home, Hacienda Pozo Azul, Tents in the rainforest. This is my kind of tent – more of a tent reinforced within its own marquee structure with real beds and a bathroom.
Still the sides are open so we can watch the forest activity and a frog gained exclusive access to our banos via the plughole.
I’m excited by the frogs, I hear they’re the size of dinner plates out here and in a couple hours, once the skies fall dark, we’ll be taking a walk to the frog pond to find those beauties…

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View from inside our tent

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Our rainforest tent

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Leaving Tortugero

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A local, sunbathing

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So this is more of an experiment than anything. As well as a testament to just how far things have come since I started travelling many tropical moons ago.
I’m in the jungle right now, the helicopter beat of our ceiling fan overhead and the carcophany of whistles and cheeps and squeaks and trills of the jungle outside our cabana.
Today is Christmas day and I’m in Costa Rica, having spent a day on a boat spotting sloths, monkeys, toucan, vultures, crocodiles and
more. Stopping for Christmas lunch of chicken, rice and beans.
Amazing. There was a time I used to turn up my nose at the kids who fell over themselves to get the wifi key on arriving at a new remote hostel. That time was around 2 years ago. Now I’m travelling with a group where one lady is 70 years old and blogging (as well as, no doubt, ziplining and white water rafting later in the trip). I think it’s time I embraced the wifi and smart phone combo and joy in being able to continue to blog, at Christmas, in the jungle. Merry Christmas everyone, whichever remote and random corner of the world you’re in, you can probably read it with the right wifi key 🙂

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The last couple of days Oxford has been iced with a beautiful blanket of frost. Jack crept out in the middle of the night and danced along the streets, across the park and over the rooftops. It’s magical and it’s cold. Oxford is definitely at its most beautiful when the sun shines and when the frost comes. As I was walking to work yesterday I was extremely distracted by a secret that Jack Frost has uncovered…

Oxford is home to an army of spiders.

spider webThere are cobwebs EVERYWHERE. On every iron railing along the park, covering bushes like giant crocheted shawls, over bins, down lamp-posts, over the bridges…

Bush with spider websAnd it’s one of the most spectacular things I’ve ever seen. The spidery webs covered in tiny little ice stars. It truley took my breath away, I felt honoured to witness something so delicate and pretty and created by nature. Now I just wonder where all the spiders are hiding. There must be millions of them running all over this city!

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