Windy, still no internet - a recovery day

Tuesday, March 3
Another really windy night which is getting pretty old as neither of us is sleeping very well.
But, have we mentioned how great the view is? We see the sunset going over the mountains and can see all the way to the Gulf of Nicoya which is silvery in the distance. We are up so high that we actually look down on most of the birds, which is strange as we always look up when birding on Nantucket. It is weird to look down on the vultures, for example which we always see soaring at home.

Still no internet, which is also getting old very fast as we feel that it was promised and it is now Tuesday and more than half-way through our stay here.

We had a quiet day today, resting after yesterday's hike. Mark made a wonderful chicken soup with a chicken bought from Gisele.

After waiting for the internet guy all morning, we gave up and went to town where we found a very nice internet cafe, Cafe Orchid. I had a pure pineapple drink and Mark had coffee. We caught up on our emails as best as we could; we had a lot and the internet was painstakingly slow. I tried to answer questions from Frank about the book we are now in the process of editing, but it was hard as I have no way to check on questions. So, it will be left to Frank to finalize, which will be fine as we trust him implicitly.  Mark also managed a very brief conversation with Nick, but he really could not hear us. Mark also talked with Michael - again briefly.

We came home in mid-afternoon to find a blue-crowned MotMot right by the front door. We also saw some brown jays (p 230 in book) and two predominantly green parrots flew noisily by. We think they are either white fronted or red lored, but hopefully, Mark got or will get a good enough picture to send to Willy.

We also came home to find that we had no water! The line was shut off for the construction. Sigh. And, still no internet. Mark called Veronica and was not very happy. She wasn't either as her emu had just died.

And, the water came back on around 5, so....things were not so bad.

I bought dog food to feed to the little white dog that hangs around the casa. Veronica said, in no uncertain terms, never to let the dogs as they are flea-ridden, but I cannot resist feeding this one.

So, another quiet evening of reading and relaxing, which is not bad. We are in bed by 8 when the sun goes down. The wind died down for a bit this afternoon, but ramped up again as the sun went down.