Parismina... a place that had truly stepped off the radar from the western world. A place where children played in the sandy puddles of the road; horses grazed on the football pitch and the barber cut his neighbours hair on the doorstep. It might have only been around 27 degrees but the humidity hovered at 71% and so every time you stepped outside one of their cool, wooden houses you would immediately be met by a clammy hand of heat on your shoulder. It was no wo...

Someone told me that the longest zipline in Latin America was in Costa Rica. I was going to Costa Rica... and there was no way I was going to let this pass me by! It was in Monteverde, home of the cloud forest: dripping, mossy vines that hung down from enormous spindly trees in an acerage so vast that from above all you could see was a ruffled, emerald blanket spread out over the rolling hills. Nothing else. A land of silent, green leaves beneath which a harm...

It wasn't on the tourist map. Infact, it wasn't really anywhere. Just a couple of houses and service stations strung out along the main road running through Guanacaste. She had told me to get off at 'Limonelle'. The bus driver had asked "Por qué Limonelle?". My answer... to be honest, I wasn't really sure. "Ma amigo..." was all I could think of to say. A random lady whom I had arranged to meet at a random cafe to help out at a random international horse race (ev...

His enormous black, bushy tail -glowing with white flecks- swished for the umpteenth time just out of view behind the trunk. I had been trying for a good ten minutes to capture this squirrel's "Paddington-Bear" curiosity but was fighting a loosing battle - he was determined to win at our little game of hide and seek! So, slipping off my sandles I headed down onto the sands in search of another of nature's wonders, and this one I hoped would allow me to photogr...

"There! There! Can you see it!?" Her American shrill carried easily through the dripping vines and leafy canopy. "Up there in the top-most branches with just a little sun on his head. Did you know, sloths have an entire eco-system growing on their fur?" *. *. *. *. *. *. The bus had been hot and sticky; a clammy heat that with every jolt and bump encircled you with suffocating tendrils. By the time we reached the coast our only...