Croc watching on the River Tarcoles...

We're now here in Los Suenos, Costa Rica. A beautiful resort area, with restaurants, bars, a marriot, condo's, shops and the like. But once you get outside the resort entrance....it's rustic! Small town Costa Rica for sure.
Byron and I spent our day off cycling the local streets looking for a bakery (seriously, Byron was even hopeful in Costa Rica!) and then did a Croc Safari on the River Tarcoles.



Saw many, many, many birds....oh a a few mammoth, 17ft crocs! The 3 biggest on the river are called Osama Bin Laden, Fidel Castro and Mike Tyson! Afternoon wasn't really the best time to go see them as they were all well fed by that point. Apparently in the morning before they have eaten they are VERY active! The guys who give the tours get into the water in front of the crocs with half a raw chicken and start slapping it in the water to "entice" the crocs - more like tempt fate if you ask me - and the croc moves closer....and closer...then BAM!
It comes right up out of the water and takes the chicken from the guys hand. Almost civilised.

Very surreal being so close to the crocs. They aren't afraid of the little river boats that the tours go out on.
We saw those little lizards called "Jesus Lizards" due to the fact that they can run on water! If you look really hard you can see him running with legs akimbo - awesome! Fast as though, took a few takes to actually catch it on camera.

Our new obsession here in Costa Rica, for some random reason, is Sushi. We can't get enough of it and luckily there are 4 sushi restaurants around. So far 2 down, 2 to go.
Although we had possibly the worst service I have ever had at the last one (I love sushi). Don't think I've ever been served one of my main courses before my starter, and finally recieved my starter as others were contemplating dessert.
We deduced, since we had a couple of hours between ordering and being served, that it must be a partnership of 2 guys. One of which ran his arse off all night, the other, well, he walked around, mainly outside, with a bottle of beer. He would saunter over to the tables to see if everything was ok - not that it mattered - then check out the kitchen before chatting up the bar maid, grabbing another beer and heading back outside.

A sushi bar with a ceiling full of surf boards, a soundtrack limited to Bob Marley or Peter Tosh, furniture made only out of wood and a very random collection of staff. Intriguing....