So Many Monkeys I Can Hardly Stand it Anymore
OK, that’s not true. I can stand seeing the monkeys. In fact, I never get tired of seeing them or hearing them. I wonder if the novelty will ever wear off or if it’s like seeing a new puppy?
Our friend Alli would tell you that puppies never get old. No matter how many times you see them. Alli was here to visit us a little while back and she was enamored with all the dogs around here. Some, of course, are friendly pets and so many others of them are street dogs without a home, but yet somehow manage to get scraps and adopt owners when they can. Even if the owners don’t adopt them back:)
But anyway, back to those monkeys. While Alli was here we took a road trip to Quepos/Manuel Antonio by way of Jaco to really just see one thing:
Monkeys!
The national park, Manuel Antonio, is not very big, but it is known for all of its wildlife. We saw dozens of these white faced capuchins and then we saw an even more amazing monkey.
Squirrel monkey!
Apparently this type of squirrel monkey only resides in Manuel Antonio, so we were very lucky to see these chirping primates. They really are as big as squirrels and were not afraid of us at all.
We also saw a few howler monkeys, sloths, vultures, toucan impersonating sloths, Canadians, blue butterflies, and awesome beaches. The shopping in Jaco and the overall good company throughout the weekend was nice too.
Alli has gone back home now, but she is sorely missed. We had such a good time hanging around the beach, the volcanos, and the monkeys that we were sad to see her go.
monkeys are great. it’s true, i never ever get sick of monkeys, something about them that is just so right:)
It’s because they look at you and there’s a connection, I think.
I loved manuel anontio for all the monkeys. the howlers, the white face, the squirrel monkeys…it was too many monkeys to handle! i loved it!
Your experiences with the monkeys seem magical (so colorful). My husband, Justin, had a stuffed monkey as a child. One day, Justin was being a curious little kid, he decided to cut the telephone cord with a pair of scissors. His mom cut the tail off of his stuffed monkey. It’s been years since this tragic event. However, about 7 months ago, right before we left on our backpacking adventure, she gave Justin the monkey tail. Justin couldn’t believe that she had kept it after all these years.
Anyway, for some reason, the monkey pictures and thinking about your wild monkey adventures made me think of Justin’s stuffed monkey loosing his tail.