The Arribada
New mother
“If we don’t see some turtles this time, I’m gonna be ticked,” Kris said as we approached Playa Ostional.
It was 5:10 a.m., and for a half hour we’d been on the Gilded Iguana’s ATVs, and crossing the same precarious bridges and rivers as yesterday – although today they somehow seemed less perilous. After leaving at 3:00pm the day before, we found out the hard way that turtles don’t like to nest in bright sunlight – the best time to come is at night or first thing in the morning. I sent a mental hug of gratitude to Dave, the owner of Villa Tortuga, for stocking our room with so much coffee, without which none of us would have been able to drag ourselves out of bed so early.
