Costa Rica Re-Cap #5: Last Supper, Monkey Parade and Attempted Hijacking

"I love those random memories that make me smile no matter what is going on in my life right now."

Well the crazy adventures were pretty much complete by this point in the trip.  So we enjoyed a little down time the evening after the beach and the last day.

The Last Supper

So after the big day of parasailing and beach lounging, it was time for The Family Unit's Last Supper.  Of course, we had to include our new friends The Ohios in the fun. 

We went to a great little restaurant overlooking the ocean and had dinner and drinks.  Oh, note about Costa Rica.  Every restaurant is outside.  Even ones that have a roof do not have walls.  I love it!  Anyway, after dinner we hit up a little coffee shop for dessert.  At that point, we were walking back to the hotel when low and behold....we hear Waylon playing on a jukebox!  Well, being the country girls we are, BOKG and I freak out and drag Cousin Swiss Mister to go find this mecca of country music in Costa Rica.  Sadly, it was a wedding and although we tried to crash, we didn't make it.  Instead we headed back to the room where we listened to one of The Ohios and BOKG sing karaoke (Islands In The Stream was one of their better numbers) and then BOKG, Cousin Swiss Mister and I jammed into one bed to watch Silence of the Lambs on his computer.  Random night?  Yes.  Great night?  Also yes!

The Last Day

Our last day in Costa Rica was pretty chill.  It was SUPER hot outside and rained for a long time that afternoon.  We mostly just hung out in the hotel doing nothing, save one little jaunt to buy souvineers.  That afternoon we had to bid farewell to Cousin Swiss Mister who had to head to the airport.  We were all pretty dang sad to see him go.  And we are SURE he missed living with 3 girls and all of our stuff for a week!

 So in the middle of the afternoon, I walked outside to smell the rain.  What did I see?  A whole freaking herd (I learned from one of The Ohios they are actually called a "tribe") of Marcel monkeys right outside the room!  Of course I called the girls and we all freaked out.  I tried to get some pictures, but the little suckers did not want to cooperate. 

Everytime I tried to get this dude, he would turn around and moon me!

 

The Attempted Hijacking

And then it was time for us to say goodbye to paradise.  We got up at like 5 am for the ride to the airport only to have like a 4 hour wait for our flight.  I bought and read on an amazing book that I'll be reviewing soon called The Glass Castle.  I guess after how great the flight to Costa Rica was, we should have expected problems on the way home.  When it was finally time to board, BOKG got paged over the loudspeaker and she was randomly selected to have her carry on checked.  So she goes to do that and boards the plane.  The Bride and I were in line to board when all hell broke loose. 

We hear some woman screaming in Spanish on the gate agent's walky-talkie, and then see all the gate agents take off running for the plane.  I turn to The Bride and say, "Please tell me that it's not BOKG!  What was in her bag?!?"  About 5 seconds later, there are five cops that show up and take off running down the jetway.  At this point they clear the jetway and tell us all to take our seats in the waiting area.  A couple minutes later, out come the cops carrying this white dude.....one cop was carrying each of his arms and legs.  All the other passengers are yelling and cussing at him and one guy even tried to kick him.  At this point, I'm still not sure what was going on.

Enter BOKG, who comes running up the jetway with her eyes the size of saucers.  Um....yea.  Dude tried to hijack the plane.  No lie.  To get the full story, check back for BOKG's blog about it here!  Apparently he ran onto the plane, got into the cockpit and demanded that it take him to Nicaragua.  Um....that's the bordering country.  Rent a freaking car, nut case!  At this point, everyone on the plane was apparently quite calm.  Other than BOKG who was screaming for them to shoot him!  Oklahoma justice, y'all.  Anyway, they probably sent that guy to Costa Rican jail forever, cleared everyone off the plane, did a security sweep, and then as we boarded they searched our carry on bags by hand and wanded everyone down.  Once again, crazy experience, lucky it was not worse (could you imagine if he had done it in the air?) but good story to tell.  Another chapter for my book one day!

On Monday I'll be wrapping up this little series with a Costa Rica Finale blog!

Days 6, 7 and 8 Summary

List of Activities:  Last Supper; Lounging at the hotel; monkey parade; attempted hijacking.

Quote of the day:  "Are you kidding me?  Shoot his ass!"  ~BOKG to the flight attendants

Lessons Learned:  (1)  Wedding crashing is harder than it looks.  (2) Sometimes in the middle of an ordinary day, a monkey parade will brighten your world.  (3)  It's easier to rent a car than hijack a plane to go to the next country to the north.  (4)  Don't mess with Oklahoma girls.