In the back my teenage daughter was laboring through the early pages of "Life of Pi" - her summer reading assignment. She's a good student but she was definitely NOT excited about it.
We transferred flights in Miami where we were immersed in Español. We finally landed in rain-drenched San Jose and grabbed a cab to the hotel, getting hit by a few Tsunamis along the way from passing trucks. The cab driver was very helpful as I tried some of my "Spanglish" on her.
We were greeted at LeBergerac by the bellhop / jack-of-all trades (Jonathan), whose friendly service is becoming legendary among AL travelers. He had "welcome cocktails" delivered to our room, and after a nice light dinner we all hit the sack for our early pick-up for Tortuguero. Didn't quite feel like vacation...yet.
