Santa Claus in Costa
Northpole 23rd December
Everything´s going well this year, i almost
have all my presents packed and sorted onto the right sledges, the
reindeers are ready to go. There´s just one slight problem
with 3 children called Yannik, Fabio and Olivia. You see, the day
before yesterday I had their presents packed on Donners sledge (he´s
going to Honduras this year) but then yesterday one of my "santas
helpers" who´s standing in a small store in Nicaragua
spotted those 3 children there. So off I went and took the presents
off to Dancers sledge as she´s going to Nicaragua.
Well todays the 23rd and now Yannik, Fabio and
Olivia have been seen in Costa Rica!
I´ve put their presents onto Rudolfs sledge
but I don´t even know if they´ll still be in Costa Rica
by tomorrow evening, they seem to be travelling so fast.
Somewhere over Costa Rica 24.December
Rudolf and I are starting to worry we´ve
been to every village, town and city but we still haven´t
found the three I told you about earlier. Costa Rica looks amazing
thoug, even from up here in the dark sky. There´s a full moon
which illuminates all the volcanoes and one is even pouring out
Rudolf of course who´s favourite colour is Red (like his nose)
really want´s to see all the fiery red lava. I´m not
too keen as I´ve had some nasty experiences with fire whilst
climbing down chimneys with my bag full of presents but anyway Rudolf
persuaded me to fly the sledge closer so off we go.
Wow this is really spectacular the whole earth
seems to shake as the volcanos rumbles and groans (Rudolf says it
sounds like my stomach when I´ve eaten to much!). Look now,
lava is pouring out again and cascading down the sides, well I have
to say this is really incredible. Wait a minute thought isn´t
that a tiny little Christmas tree over there, lets go and look closer.
I was right. My old eyes can still spot a Christmas tree at 1000m.
Rudolf we´ve found our 3 children! Well they´ve certainly
chosen a lovely place to celebrate their Christmas directly at the
foot of this natural fireworks display. Let´s hope they enjoy
their presents as much. Come on Rudolf time to fly back.
We had a lovely Christmas at the foot of the Arenal
volcano. Singing Christmas songs by candlelight with an erupting
volcano behind us was certainly a new and spectacular experience.
In the morning the children were really excited with their stockings.
Yannik was amazed Santa had found us stuck in a small field of nowhere.
Staying on the subject of finding people in the middle of nowhere
we had decided to go to the pacific coast for New Year to a small
town called Dominical. On arriving there we met another small van
filled with 5 (6 if you include the dog). The "Danis"
from Starnberg (D) who are also travelling the Panamericana Route
with Vincent (6) Valentin (4) and Valerie (1).
We decided to spend New Year eve together and found ourselves along
with 3 swiss kayakers a lovely deserted beach.
After grilling dinner on the campfire we let off
some early fireworks for the kids who then went to bed. We settled
ourselves down for a quiet relaxing evening around the fire.
As we all sat there talking and telling stories of adventures had
and adventures to come, no-one noticed for a while that the tide
was slowly advancing. When we eventually saw at 10pm that water
was only 15m away we began to have doubts about our super camping
spot directly on the beach.
Rupert, always the practical one sprung in action and began hammering
large sticks into the ground 5 meters apart. With stopwatch ready
to began to time the tide. The race was on, would the new year be
celebrated sitting around the fire or would we be underwater ? It
took 15 minutes for the tide to reach the first stick and then 20
to reach the next. Full of confidence we assured ourselves the tide
was slowing and would soon turn. For the next half hour nothing
changed, the water stayed constantly about 2m´s from the campfire.
The excitement was over we would stay dry. Then suddenly Tschisssch
that familiar noise of water and fire, a sneaker wave had engulfed
our campfire and our feeet!
Unfourtunately it wasn´t just a sneaker wave
and with renewed avengance the tide continued advancing. We celebrated
New Year standing around a smoking pile of charcoaled logs whit
the warm Pacific lapping around our ankles. Unique, I think so!
The new year had arrived but the suspence wasn´t over yet.
The fire was now underwater and our vans were next in the line.
As each wave crept a little bit closer we could only watch. Driving
away was impossible as the way out was along the beach which was
r. The swiss pick up was the first to get wet but it
didn´t take long until a wave hit the Danis truck. With one
grand final wave our tyres were also touched and then at last the
tide retreated and so we did... into bed!