Soon our jungle boat ride ended and the boat docked. Everyone grabbed their bags and boarded the waiting bus for the final leg of our journey. It was stifling hot and muggy as the bus traveled down the country road. The bus driver stopped when he spotted a sloth off to the side of the road, snoozing at the base of a tree, about two feet off of the ground. We were allowed to get out to take some photos.
The bus was designated to take the passengers back to San Jose, but Joan and I didn’t ride the bus to the end, instead we got off at a place called Squirres, where we were going to catch another bus headed in another direction, to Limon, on Costa Rica’s Atlantic coast, our next destination. When we gathered up our bags headed down the aisle to leave the bus, it was quite an emotional departure, with everyone in our group waving and wishing us farewell.
We stood for half an hour at the bus shelter, passing time by talking to two black women who spoke English. We then boarded a very crowded local bus, with passengers already standing the full length of the aisle. Fortunately, the number of passengers eventually thinned out enough for us to get seats. At one stop, a young girl got on the bus with a little green parrot perched on her shoulder. The bus trip was cheap, the fare was only 80 cents to get us the 50 kms to the city of Limon on the Caribbean.
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