We found lots of abandoned hotels. Brigham and Adam just HAD to go exploring! They found bats, overgrown plants, showers full of brown water, big lizards, and moss everywhere. There were stairs everywhere and they had a hard time finding the right ones to get out! Seems like a great location for a horror movie...
Beautiful sunset. We see people fishing morning and night and they seem so calm and happy. I love how slow life is here!



These crabs were so crazy! Their one claw was bigger than their whole body!
This is the church in Quepos. The ward seemed really great and functional, but no one spoke English. We didn't feel quite as connected and actually felt trapped that we couldn't speak. As much as we tried, the Spanish just wasn't clicking for us! We did meet a few families at church from the U.S. who said they wished they had done what we're doing with our kids, which was a much needed confirmation that this is a good thing! Some days are a little hard, so we needed the reminder that this is AWESOME!!!!

This is the baptismal font behind the church. Pretty cool!

Goodbye Palo Seco!!! We will miss our favorite house, the cute dogs, the toads at night, the shower in the back when we were done at the beach, the crowing roosters every morning, the amazing coconut trees that gave us fresh coconut water every day, the clothesline between the pillars, the dirt road to the most tranquil beach full of sand dollars, the shower where the kids would put a bowl to cover the drain and fill up like a bathtub, and the brand-new everything. We made good memories here!
Funny experience: It was our last day in Palo Seco, so we packed up everything the night before so we'd be ready for the long, 8 hour drive to Manzanillo. The van was jam packed but we felt so prepared. We were heading to the Caribbean side, which I had been told wasn't as safe, since that is where the port is (which means drugs coming on the ships...). I wanted to make sure that we arrived before the sun went down. HAHAHAHAHA!!!!!
We had only gone about a mile when the van started making the same noise it had in Playa Junquilla when we broke down. We wanted to make it to Jaco before getting it fixed, but it suddenly made a loud noise while we were on a bridge. We chugged along to get off the bridge and knew we'd have to get it fixed straight away. Guess what was RIGHT ACROSS THE STREET? A mechanic. We thought it was a huge blessing, but it seems they are on every block. Lots of car troubles in this humidity and the poor road conditions! We got out and Adam explained to the guy that we'd had this trouble before. He walked around the van and said, "You're tire is totally shredded!" Ha ha, guess it wasn't the same problem! That's the tire we'd already fixed like nine times! Sheesh. We had a lovely time reading scriptures while we waited yet again for the van to be fixed.