Monday, June 13, 2011

Pre-honeymoon cabin and leaving Costa Rica, oh and the teeny, tiny plane

After our wedding festivities, we weren't leaving for our honeymoon until Monday.  My Aunt's in-laws generously allowed us to stay at this charming cabin.  It was eight miles into nothing but mountain, and it was the most calming and peaceful place I've ever stayed at.  We so enjoyed our time there - it was the perfect getaway.


After driving down 421 in this bad boy (the inflatable turtle strapped to the top fell off at some point), we made it.



And walked into this adorable cabin that we love so much!



On Sunday we enjoyed the view...



And took this beast out...


And headed to the waterfall that my Aunt Barb and Uncle Chuck highly recommended.

Climbed up to the top...



And just enjoyed good ol' mother nature...she's our fav...




We explored that mountain for hours...



And found a nice pond to kick up our feet.


And T had to be a little bit of a maniac, but all's well that ends well...


    


We had an absolute blast before heading to Costa Rica.

Then came the traveling...


And then came the teeny, tiny terminal in San Jose, Costa Rica...


I knew we were in for it when we got this plastic, reusable boarding pass...



Then came the TEENY, TINY plane...


Did I mention it was pouring the rain as we boarded?



Yes, that's the pilot 12 inches from me...



I was apprehensive to say the least, but it ended up being so much fun.






Then the plane started getting suspiciously close to the water, when out of nowhere a landing strip appears on the beach.  And we seriously landed on a single strip in the rain forest - amazing!


Where our driver would take us to the resort.


And I've already told you about the trip, but here's the last bit of it.  T waiting at the front desk for our ride back to the tiny plane to start our trek home...


The only highlight of the wait was this pretty picture...


And back to the tiny airport that consisted of a scale to weigh luggage and people (yes, we had to get weighed too) and a little rest area..


The rest of the trip consisted of waiting for luggage and eating overpriced food (I paid $24 for a meal from Burger King for T and I - ridiculous, but capitalism at its finest).  And no, I will never order a croissan'wich again.


The trip home was a bit crazy involving missing a plane, rerouting to Raleigh but sans car and house key and renting a car at 12 in the morning to head to Charlotte, but we made it home, and it was the most amazing trip of our lives!!!

1 comment:

  1. Quite a memory!!! Those are the times that you will cherish all of your life. I am so happy for you!!! Grandma Pat

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