George, our taxi driver/tour guide, took us on a tour around the island and showed us the sights. One stop was Mama Lola's. It looked like it might be a hopping nightlife place but all was quiet during the day when we visited. I LOVED the decor!!
From the rooftop you could see a 360 view of the island...
The beauty was astounding!!
What do you think they are plotting?
After the tour, the boys went
snorkeling with Dorsey... the water was a little rough but they had a blast!
The girls took to the beach... it's a tough job but someone had to do it...
Dale, in worship of our awesome God, relishing the sound and spray of the powerful ocean which shows off just a tiny fraction of the power of Creator God.
our porch area where we hung out at Angela's House...our rooms while on the island.
peace, quiet, fellowship...
The last day on the island... a storm was brewing! We went back to Dorsey's for fresh lobster...
at his sister's store next door to his snorkel shop.
It was scrumptious!!!!
mmmmmmmm......
Then they peeled a fresh papaya for us. The turtles enjoyed the peels...
We enjoyed the fruit meat!! It was the best papaya
I've ever tasted.
None of the fishermen were willing to set out to sea because of the brewing storm, so we caught an airplane to the mainland, then set sail up the river with a young man headed that way. The night came while we were traveling and we were treated to a jungle cruise with a fantastic sunset! Then the darkness fell and it was rather intimidating cruising up the river by floodlight, watching out for debris in the river and whatever else...(my imagination had me watching for drug runners and pirates!!) We reached Rama safely.
One of my favorite critters... I love how they chirp!
In Rama, finding a grocery store still open to buy snacks for the next day's bus ride... love these little taxi carts!
What an exciting adventure, traveling by buses, a cargo ship, speedboats, taxis on water and road... it sure is exciting and fun following God around!!
Back safely to
Wisdoms' home in Costa Rica...
We were told that it was just a couple blocks away, this little church we were hunting for... so we set off on a walk... We passed this little lumber yard, so Dale had to take a look. They chatted with the owner for a few minutes...
We walked past a lobster-pot-making place... Lobster season was approaching. After walking a few more blocks and not finding the church, a lady on the street told us that the church we were looking for was too far to walk and that we should catch the bus...
So we caught the bus. Clint rode up by the bus driver and peppered him with questions...
Isn't it a cute little pink bus?
Finally we found the church. In the "church kitchen" beside the church, the women were making coconut bread, so we went in to watch... The pastor's wife (in red) was squeezing milk out of the shredded coconut.
They were mixing up dough and adding the coconut milk to it.
Then they all got to kneading the dough. It looked like a dance troupe!! They were all really laying into that dough!
Then they cooked it over on the "stove"... they put the rolls in the big pot and covered it with a piece of tin. The fire was under it and they laid some of the fire on top of the tin, also. A great oven!!
And oh! Were those buns ever scrumptious!!! They sell these at church to raise money to "finish" their kitchen. After we were fed and had met with the pastors, we found a better place to spend our nights... And then we went back to church later that night. What a wonderful group of people. It really blessed us. And apparently we were the first visitors from outside the country that they had ever had. So they felt blessed by us also.
