Our “detour” to Guanacaste over, after breakfast we headed south, south to “Dos Rios”, where we would be for the next month. The map app on the phone said our trip would be five or six hours. (Wrong.) The 360 kilometers to Dos Rios took us more like ten hours to drive. We arrived at dark.
We unpacked, stowed the food and supplies, and retired. Someone was watching.
At Dos Rios, there are cicadas all around. At night the come to the lights. Sometimes they hit the screens and fall to the floor on their backs. Some can’t right themselves. We find them on the tiles the next morning.
One of the rules of life at Dos Rios is that you always check your footwear before putting them on. You don’t want to find a scorpion in the toes of your shoes. Or a stick bug.
Off you go!
Every time we’re at Dos Rios it seems there’s a new critter to be seen.
Almost every morning, this mantis, or one of its pals, was somewhere on or near the house.