This happens every year. And I'm certainly not complaining. But it is still a very sad thing in this household. My walls are not getting any bigger. And when a new crop of travel photos emerges, I have to retire a few old memories. We just got back from Belize, and now our very first trip to Costa Rica is on the chopping block. So I'm so glad I can share them once again with all of you. This photo of Arenal Volcano still inspires awe. I'll never forget my first glimpse of it in the distance. I had never seen a cone shaped volcano like that before. It is experiences like that which keep me completely sickened with the travel bug. An unrelenting need to keep feeling that same sensation over and over again. There is nothing like the thrill of a new adventure.
A raccoon like Coati.
Arenal as seen from the wonderful sidewalk at El Silencio Del Campo.
A monster humming bird in the cloud forest of Monteverde.
Manuel Antonio (a.k.a. Monkey park)
Well, that's it. Another grouping of travel photos fades into black. But God willing there will never be an end to the turn over.