This was one the many wonderful scenes we were priveledged to see in San Jose, Costa Rica. We had to chase these three fellows down the street, but when The Mole harrassed them enough they agreed to have a photo taken. The place was bursting with colour and noise and the smell of coffee and flowers. Every so often, we'd pass a fish mongers and pause to stare at slimey, scaley things that looked like they had been dropped into the picture from a sci-fi movie set.

It been a year now, and it feels like it may have been a dream. The photos say otherwise, but I'm beginning to forget some of the amazing things we saw and did. I will NEVER, however, forget my near death experience in the Paquare River! I return to that under-water nightmare at least once a month.