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| Another day at the office! |
So first, a quick update for all 6 of you. My Dad just had his second hip replaced and it was once again a success. He’s having a little trouble lifting and moving his leg, but oddly enough the doctor said this is normal after a surgery like this, and he should be home by Tuesday, maybe Wednesday the latest. I told him to make it his goal to come to the airport to pick me up in June, so hopefully that’s an incentive to recoup quickly.
I myself had an “incident” that could have incapacitated me this cruise. I cannot warn you enough ladies and gentlemen, about the elusive and dangerous Costa Rican iguana. From a distance they are peaceful and noble creatures, craning their necks towards Ra in the hopes of maintaining their 560 degree body temperature. His half metre frame was not intimidating from my lounge chair with my mango tango beverage in hand at the Hilton Doubletree. He was a safe 20 feet away, appearing between subdued and slumber. I decided to join my cast members in the pool, and after a decent cooling off eyed my french fries and beef wrap.
Then it hit me, or rather, bit me.
I’m not the type that can girly, horror movie kind of scream, but it just shot out of me. I had no idea what happened, but I knew something had bit me. Then, there it was. The skinny tip of his tail poking out from under my towel on the lounge chair, taunting me. Adam came up to me and asked what happened, and through panicked tears I said “The iguana BIT MY TOE!” (The capitals indicate an increase in volume.)
Adam picked up the chair to frighten him, but it only made him more angry, so he made one more move toward my foot and then ran off, back into his palm frond oasis 20 feet away.
After visiting the Paramedico and his assuring me, “Is okay your toe. Please to drink 2 more mango tangos and leave on bandage” I filled my suggested prescription and headed back to the food hut for another beef wrap and fries. I’m happy to report that my toe is fine, but I now have a healthy respect for the iguana and his love of fried foods.
Lesson learned, don’t come between an iguana and a beef wrap. Or, if you are going to risk it, have a mango tango nearby to confuse him, and ease the pain that will follow if he gets the best of you.
I myself had an “incident” that could have incapacitated me this cruise. I cannot warn you enough ladies and gentlemen, about the elusive and dangerous Costa Rican iguana. From a distance they are peaceful and noble creatures, craning their necks towards Ra in the hopes of maintaining their 560 degree body temperature. His half metre frame was not intimidating from my lounge chair with my mango tango beverage in hand at the Hilton Doubletree. He was a safe 20 feet away, appearing between subdued and slumber. I decided to join my cast members in the pool, and after a decent cooling off eyed my french fries and beef wrap.
Then it hit me, or rather, bit me.
I’m not the type that can girly, horror movie kind of scream, but it just shot out of me. I had no idea what happened, but I knew something had bit me. Then, there it was. The skinny tip of his tail poking out from under my towel on the lounge chair, taunting me. Adam came up to me and asked what happened, and through panicked tears I said “The iguana BIT MY TOE!” (The capitals indicate an increase in volume.)
Adam picked up the chair to frighten him, but it only made him more angry, so he made one more move toward my foot and then ran off, back into his palm frond oasis 20 feet away.
After visiting the Paramedico and his assuring me, “Is okay your toe. Please to drink 2 more mango tangos and leave on bandage” I filled my suggested prescription and headed back to the food hut for another beef wrap and fries. I’m happy to report that my toe is fine, but I now have a healthy respect for the iguana and his love of fried foods.
Lesson learned, don’t come between an iguana and a beef wrap. Or, if you are going to risk it, have a mango tango nearby to confuse him, and ease the pain that will follow if he gets the best of you.
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| He has a taste for blood! |
