Costa Rica, Vista Royal Trip 2016: Weekend Time

July 22-24

The kids had so much fun at their last day of camp. It was such a great thing to have them do in the middle of our trip. They meet some great friends, learned how to surf and enjoyed themselves everyday. The camp closed on Friday for the slow season, so they had a party!

On Saturday, we hung out and had a pretty nice relaxing day. I attended a yoga workshop and learned so much! I attempted my first handstand and overcame my fears that I could not do it. The yoga instructor was so encouraging and patient. It was AWESOME!

Sunday we had a photographer take some family pictures. This photographer took pictures of the kids surfing at camp last week. He is from La Jolla, which is pretty convenient. He used to live in Nosara, so he took us to some new spots to get some cool shots. At our last stop we took pictures at a waterfall. Everything was going so well, he was great with the kids and super friendly. Not 5 minutes before leaving, some local Ticos (kinda drunk I think- as it was a local holiday) decided to climb up the face of the waterfall. It was a pretty tight spot were we all were (it is a really small waterfall), I could see what was about to happen. As they climbed up higher, they began to pull down rocks that had come lose. We made a smart decision to get out of there quick before more came tumbling down. Unfortunately, we did not escape quick enough. A rock came flying down and bounced in just the right (or wrong) spot and split open my shin. I knew right away it was bad. I looked down saw how deep it as and just started making my way down. I had to hobble, trying to keep the cut closed. I am sure I looked super graceful. It was quite a walk back to the car, through sand, rivers and over tree trunks. After the 20 minute drive back to town, the photographer knew exactly which surf shop to stop at to ask if they could call the doctor. (It was a holiday, so doctor's office wasn't open) They got ahold of the doc and he was waiting for me with the stitches when we arrived. I had to get 3 stitches (first ones in my life for an injury). All is well now and I am so grateful that it wasn't any worse (like a rock hitting a kid or big rocks on our heads).

After getting stitched up and on some good pain meds, we spent the rest of the day at the beach. Grace met a local girl, Camila, and had a ball jumping in the waves for hours.