Yesterday I was in Puntarenas, Costa Rica. Not the prettiest terminal, but I got to go on a shore excursion with the Cruise Director, Mike and the Activity Manager, Luisa. None of us had any idea what we were doing except that we had asked to see crocodiles. We got our wish!
We boarded a little boat that took us up and down the Tarcoles River where we saw Igrets, blue birds, pink birds, iguanas and CROCODILES!! These guys were huge! Our driver pulled up and beached us on a small piece of land where an 80 year old crocodile they call "Osama Bin Laden" resides. He pulled out some raw chicken and led him around out of the water so we could see the whole of him. He was scaley and black and yellow. The dry crocs sat up on land and held their mouths open in order to cool off. The held so still they looked stuffed. I got some of the best footage of my life on this tour. I was so close to this "Osama Bin Laden" fella my knees actually started to shake. Up close you're really reminded that these guys are kin to dinosaurs. They are so amazing.
Just another day of filming...
Saturday, October 8, 2011
Monday, October 3, 2011
San Fran
One of the perks of this job is the ever-growing list I get to acquire of "Places to Spend a Long Weekend." Along with Cannes, Barbados, Estonia and St. Thomas I can now add San Francisco. In fact, that city may be at the top.
As I rode the trolley up and down the steep streets, with an old Daytona friend by my side, I realized cruise ship time was not enough to explore this city. I got to ride trolleys, have dinner at Pier 39, and drinks at Union Square. I must come back as I did not make it to Alcatraz or Haight-Ashbury, shocking I know.
I did absolutely love it there, though.
Mexico is nice. Beaches in Cabo... very similar to the Caribbean so same old, same old. I can't tell you how happy I am to be back to same old, same old. We plopped down on a towel in Cabo and soaked up the sun. Nothing feels more natural to me than the sound of waves and sizzling in the sunshine.
Loving, loving, loving being back in the warmth. :)
As I rode the trolley up and down the steep streets, with an old Daytona friend by my side, I realized cruise ship time was not enough to explore this city. I got to ride trolleys, have dinner at Pier 39, and drinks at Union Square. I must come back as I did not make it to Alcatraz or Haight-Ashbury, shocking I know.
I did absolutely love it there, though.
Mexico is nice. Beaches in Cabo... very similar to the Caribbean so same old, same old. I can't tell you how happy I am to be back to same old, same old. We plopped down on a towel in Cabo and soaked up the sun. Nothing feels more natural to me than the sound of waves and sizzling in the sunshine.
Loving, loving, loving being back in the warmth. :)
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