A rooster on the roof – sat minding my own business, doing some work in my room I hear a crash on the roof tiles that cover the steps leading up to my room. Expecting it to be an iguana I look outside and am surprised to see feathers. I head downstairs to get a better look and then realise we have a chicken (was a rooster actually) on the roof. Unable to grip it slides down and eventually drops down onto the steps. We try to encourage it downstairs (it goes up them instead) – until it eventually flies down to the side of the pool. Not wanting it to go into the pool – we chase it away and eventually catch it and return it back to our neighbours where it belongs. Who knew chickens and roosters could fly that high?
Frog rescue – the day after the rooster, I’m downstairs in the kitchen and notice something moving in the pool that shouldn’t be there. A frog. I can see the sides are too steep for it to get out without help so set about being wildlife rescue. I get a plastic tub and manage to scoop it out. And it jumps straight back in the pool. I get the lid for the plastic tub and scoop it up again – this time trapping it in. I take it across to the far side of the garden to a cool leaf pile to release it. As I go I walk past one of my neighbours who is talking to someone on the phone. He looks at me as if to question what I’m doing. I show him the frog and he continues to talk to whoever is on the other end of the phone – “she has a frog in a box … no … she really does have a frog in a box …”. The frog got released. I went about with the rest of my day. I’ve rescued it two more times since (I’m sure it was the same frog).
Rabbit on the roadside – wondering what animal I’m likely to be rescuing next after a rooster and a frog I step outside and go to the local shop when I see a huge rabbit on the side of the road. I’m presuming it’s a pet (they’re not wild animals here) and lives locally. I walked on hoping I wouldn’t have to chase a rabbit around the streets next.
Ice ice baby – there’s a big festival that takes place in Costa Rica each year called Envision. We went a day early to collect our wristbands and take a walk around the festival site. I got very excited when I saw there were going to be ice baths on offer for 6 out of the 7 days. I duly turned up at the allotted time and was told I didn’t have the right wristband to be allowed in the ice. Not letting something like that stop me – I found the person who was running the ice baths and offered my services to support him (and thankfully he agreed). Not only did I get to assist each day (something I love doing) – even better was I got 5 ice baths in 5 days. There’s something very magical about being sat in an ice bath under the tropical sun. Bliss!
The Eco Monkey 