Last week I treated Allison to the ultimate romantic getaway, Costa Rica. The trip consisted of the generic romantic elements, such as long walks on the beach, candlelit dinners, relaxing massages, spearfishing, rappelling 200 ft waterfalls, and in-laws. Y'know, the kind of stuff every girl dreams of. OK, who am I going to fool? I was able to convince Allison to join me and my family on a week long adventure vacation.
The first stop on the trip was the Pacuare River, but we could only reach it by going through the Tico Tourist initiation process, which consisted of a family member generously donating a passport, laptop, credit cards, and some mulah to an outstanding Costa Rican citizen.
The plan was to raft to our lodge for the night and then raft out the next morning.
The rafting crew didn't provide XXL helmets so I wore mine Rabbi style.
Along the way we stopped and checked out a couple of waterfalls.
After some moderate rafting we reached our humble, yet beautiful abodes buried deep in the rain forest.
The rain forest made a pretty good florist.
We stayed at the Pacuare Lodge. The only light we enjoyed that night was provided by the fireflies and candles. Our rafting guides became our hosts and served us the choice of prime rib or seared tuna. Muy delicioso.
We were told that our first day on the rapids was only preparation for our second day. We hit some pretty big holes the next day.
During one sequence I thought I saw a quarter in the water so I had to get in to check it out.
Nope, no quarter.
We managed to finish the trip without any drownings just in time to get ready for some rappelling.

















