Day 2 - July 4th
There's nothing like being woken up at 5:30 in the morning after a late night getting in by frisky iguanas scampering in the metal roof.
Whelp.
The sun was up, the macaws were screeching, might as well put on pants.
I went out into the garden to see what could be seen. Right away, I start ticking birds off my list. Easiest here is of course the Scarlet Macaw. They're everywhere, loud, and easy to see. Evidently though, they're not found in most of the rest of the country. Only this little fishing village.
The yard is full of fruit trees (mostly mango). There's even a mango pile in the back corner where good fruit goes to die. I mean ferment. I mean attach flies. I mean cause retch inducing stench. That said, the pile of mangoes does attract some birds. Best one is a Gray-Necked Wood-Rail Didn't think they'd be that easy to see.
So anyway... this house has funny locks. Shut the door, and presto, you're locked out. I did not know this. I had to wait for someone else to wake up in order to go back in and put on shoes. And get my camera. And by bird field guide. And bug spray.
It's well over an hour before someone else is up.
Most of the rest of the day is piddling around the house. There's a trip in to a grocery store, but mostly, my family is the non-adventurous type. By non-adventurous, my mom's idea of a vacation is going somewhere and sitting by a secluded pool reading a book. Thing is, she has a pool in the back yard at home and loads of books. I want to get out and do things. I want to see things that I can't see anywhere else. There's a rainforest within seeing distance, yet getting there is seemingly off limits. I feel like Tantalus looking at a glass of water.
Le sigh...
I guess I eat some mangoes.