Me..a Tattoo????

Cec and I got up at 6am and went snorkelling. He's been itching to do it, I have been a little more tentative, but we did buy the snorkels with good intentions, so decided we gotta use them. I have read many times, you need to do something every day that scares you and challenges you to grow a little. I think for me today it was the snorkelling. It was very, very shallow as the tide was a long way out, but we still saw a few things. A number of puffer fish....need to see if there's anything dangerous about them :) Cec and I both saw sea rays, his larger than mine...but it's still amazing to see its natural environment. We also both saw several holes on the bottom of the bay that could be where eels live. Didn't really want to see them, nor the snake we saw swimming along the top of the water yesterday, but still...it was pretty awesome way to start the day.  I admit though, the sea life made me a little nervous. 


Quieter day. Everyone wanted to be doing something. I am happy just to sit and write, and that does become a bit of a challenge...ensuring everyone's different needs are met through our various activities. 

What I'd love to do is learn more about Costa Rica beyond the gates of this resort. Seems to be a fascinating country, and one of the options that many expats choose. If there are options to escape our winters for periods of time, either doing nothing, or maybe teaching english....could this be the place? I do feel comfortable here, that's a good sign. My twitchy periods come in the water, not around anything I have seen in terms of people or on land...except a couple of big spider pictures :) but who knows if those pictures are from here or not.


Wifi reception leaves a lot to be desired.  Even in the lobby where it is supposed to be strongest...you find yourself on, then you find yourself off just as fast....would be frustrating if I were trying to do more than journal...but I am holidays...so I am not, all is good.


Other thing that has come up in conversation this week is my need to have a tattoo. Hardly a body I look at doesn't have one, or many....Cec and I seem to be the exception to the rule. Every person I have met here who has heard the story of Shane asks if I have a tattoo for him..answer no, thinking I should...now at 53 I think I need to explore that a little further.