Breakfast on my hotel terrace overlooking the city, amazing view. The TV was on in the hotel, and saw the 1st of May celebrations in Plaza de la Revoluzion, wow, what a parade. It was a huge day, as it was the 50th anniversary of the revolution. Had arranged to meet Jose at 10, but somehow managed to get lost. The streets were empty, but managed to hail a cocotaxi (a moped with a shell), had a death defying journey through the streets, and managed to find him....

Henry and Martha gave me a lift to the airport, it was really sad to say goodbye to them, and to leave beautiful Costa Rica. But it was time for ther next stage of my adventure..... San Jose airport was full of people wearing marks to protect them from swine flu, but nowhere was selling them, so I took my chances! Had a long wait as the flight was delayed for no apparent reason. Got to talk to some nice people, including an American girl who'd been in Edinburg...