The seemingly endless sand at Whale's Tail beach. (And yes, at low tide, the natural sand spit creates a massive whale's tail formation. Ironically, the area is also a mecca for humpback whales. I love the tail because when your footprints reach the end, you are rewarded with an unsurpassed view of the coast.
I love their mating dance, dipping on a branch like a kid on the monkey bars. Simultaneously, they emit a zippy, giggle that culminates in a sneeze.
The tiny squirrel monkey, bottom left, is an outsider, and not a guest-fixer-upper. She is all alone in the area, obsessed with her kin inside the cage - sad.
The top center capuchin monkey was taken with my phone, so I couldn't zoom in. He was snarling down at us, and showing his teeth, which is a sign of aggression, so it is not recommended to smile back at a monkey.
A pancake sized moth is rescued from our screen.
We call them bug-of-the-day here. Every day a new creature is in need of removal. This moth slept on the spatula until dark, then skittered off into the cicada filled night.
Day 25 hasn't happened yet. We're heading home.
Until next year beloved Costa Rica...