The Manuel Antonio beach trip was adventurous to say the least! We decided it would be best not to take our nice digital camera's for fear of getting them stolen, so we decided to draw all of our adventures for you all to see.

Lydia and I came up with creative ways to entertain ourselves when we waited for the bus to come pick us up on our way to the beach. We kept a tally of the gringo's we saw, played speed, and even saw a boy with a red rat tail. This was just the start of our adventure. If you want to know more detail please feel free to ask! Take a look at our pictures and ask us about what most interests you, there is a story behind every stroke of the pen and every word on there!

Once we arrived at the beach we had so much fun going to the national park. We saw a momma sloth and her baby, an albino frog, a bat (at a far distance... we didn't pay for the binacular usage) a baby deer (whose mother was eaten by a jaguar), monkeys (who we watch steel sunblock out of someone's bag and proceeded to eat it), iguana's (so close we could pet them, but Lydia wouldn't let me), and beautiful butterflies!

We swam in the beach 3 called white sand. It was picture perfect. We walked out until the salty water was up to our neck and we could still see our toes clearly (we have matching orange toe-nail polish on)! Imagine: sitting on clean white sand with the suns warm rays bathing your body with the ocean at your fingertips! We wished Loren and Ross were there!!

Sunday morning Lydia mentioned in her note below, it was also absolutely breathtaking! Singing songs infront of the ocean is mesmerizing and we were both awe struck at our mighty God! We also built a sand castle and signed our names Christa (Alaina) and Katelyn (Lydia). We signed our names that way because when we were on the bus coming to the beach we remembered our roommates story about when they were on the bus in Malaysia.

On our way back from the beach after our 4 hour bus ride we took a taxi from the bus station to our house. Although many would think our adventure was over, do not be decieved. We ended up having a musical taxi driver who sung us Nicaraguan songs the whole way back. (We told our taxi driver our roomate Charley was in Nicaragua right now- He was so happy!) It was quite intertaining. We also sang him a song and it was a joyous occation as we were worshiping God!