Most tourists who came through that part of Costa Rica looked pretty foolish with their boonie hats, safari jackets, outrageously expensive cameras, and gigantic binoculars. We rarely interacted with them and, with very few exceptions, they avoided us and the places where we hung out. The tourist traps where they chose to wine and dine were … Continue reading Getting in Touch with my Feminine Side, or How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love the Bird →