The view from the end of a trail in Manuel Antonio National Preserve. I learned how to surf in that water! WOO HOO! 

The long sought after white faced monkey, who finally made his appearance in our last half hour in Manuel Antonio. 

This picture turned out really well, but you have no idea the effort that went into getting a butterfly on my piece of paper! Afterward, the keeper of the butterfly farm pulled out a mounted butterfly and let me hold it for a picture, but I didn't think it was the same. 

Mom, Alberto (our guide), and Hank, the cow dog at the base of Volcan Arenal. Our lodge was at the base of the volcano. 

Proof that we made it to Costa Rica. I wrote a couple of long blogs, but apparently I left them at home, so you will have to be satisfied with a couple of pictures until then.