Monkey River Town
A Howler monkey. We never got to hear them call to one another.
A Guiana chestnut flower, a turtle and a small crocodile.
Part of the river.
Beginning our hike through the jungle.
A cool bamboo forest.
Doesn’t this look like fun?
Another Howler monkey…watching us watch him.
A Coroozo or Cohune Palm. The Maya used this tree for oil, roofing, and even salt.
Part of our muddy group.
Monkey River Village where we had lunch. Definitely not fancy, but the lunch was good and the people were so friendly.
Our ride home was wet and a bit cool. Everyone was a good sport and no one really complained. We just but our heads down and waited it out.
This week has been… well, painful is the wrong word. Maybe… interesting would be the right word, I guess? On Saturday, we arrived in Washington DC. All we did was rest for the whole day except for going out to … Continue reading →
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continued… The next section was “The Corporate Era: 1860s to 1930s.” The sign said that this was when America made the turn to be a primarily urban nation. Businesses got big; so did scales of production. Working together, the US … Continue reading →
“The happiest people find peace in simple things…a walk in the woods, a breath of fresh air, a moment with nature. It’s how they keep the world’s chaos in check.” -Unknown
“The happiest people find peace in simple things…a walk in the woods, a breath of fresh air, a moment with nature. It’s how they keep the world’s chaos in check.” -Unknown
Troy and Arthur wanted Poppy to sit with them.
View from our little plane.
The Placencia Airport.
Leaving the Placencia dock.
Our first look at our private island…The Enclave.
The staff welcomed each new arrival with smiles, cool towels and a tropical drink.
Dixany was waiting with a cold welcome drink and was our bartender while we were on the inland.
Oscar was ready to make it an adult beverage with some local rum.
The entrance to the common area from the boat dock.
Looking at the common area from the beach.
The common area.
Bar, pool table and kitchen area.
The game room where the kids hung out when it rained.
Our bungalow was called Pelican, each bungalow had a bird’s name.
The view from our patio.
Our amazing room.
Kyle and his family were the second group to arrive on the island.
We had 11 children…5 boys and 6 girls. Ages 2 1/2 to 11. They all entertained themselves very well.
Our first evening was spent catching up, exploring our little island and playing a few group games.
Our chef Alex and his sous chef Marvin. They kept us well fed.
Meals were a great time to enjoy great food and good conversations. It was fun being waited on.
