Nearly home....

Costa Rica - the rich coast - is simply beautiful. We hiked around stinky volcanoes, swam beneath a 98-foot waterfall, swam in the ocean (both sides) and visited Panama. We ate ceviche, drank naturales, and enjoyed Costa Rica's finest beer Imperial. We saw monkeys, pretty birds, and fish. 

A monkey stole my diabetes kit momentarily after taking a banana from my boyfriend. Those monkeys are a naughty.

We made it through Costa Rica's exit tax, security and annoying waiting process. We made it through Customs and Immigration, several baggage screenings and rechecking luggage. And now we wait.

Our plane is flying from Baton Rouge to Houston. Since it's rainy outside there is a delay. And since a plane is delayed getting to Houston I am now delayed getting to Chicago.

That's just fine. We have internet and an odd assortment of food, books and magazines here. Theoretically the plane arrive here soon, we'll be on the way to Chicago in speedy fashion and home before 8. But I'm not betting my bananas on it.