Costa Rica… (Part 3)

WATERFALLS & NATIONAL PARKS

You’re back! Good… just in time!

We (my wife and I) wanted to take a drive and get lost somewhere. Kinda, sorta… Vanessa’s dad had told us of a place near a community of German ex-patriot artists (seemed very random to me, yet oddly specific) nestled off the Pacific side of the Pan-American Highway at the 80 km marker,  about one and a half  hours south of San José.  He told us we would find great trails through the rainforest, a river that flowed down to the Pacific Ocean near Manuel Antonio National Park, and several cataratas (waterfalls).

Road to Costa Rio de DotaRainforest 1Cataratas 1Rainforest 2

The place he was referring to is San Gerardo de Dota and the Savegre River.  It’s about a 15 minute drive down a long, steep winding mountain road from the Pan-American Highway (Route 2) to a small cluster of 3 or 4 places you can stay at, ranging from $93 – $179 per night.  We ended up at the Savegre Mountain Hotel.  We spent $108 and were very pleased with the decision we made.

HummingbirdsSucculentsEntrance to Costa Rio de DotaThis area is well-known for the 170 bird species that can be found here, including the incredibly beautiful Quetzal (an incredibly important figure is Mesoamerican myths and legends), and is frequented by bird-watchers.

Funky fungusRainforest 6Rainforest 7Rainforest 2In the morning, after a nice breakfast (included in the price), Vanessa and I left Devan with his abuelo (grandpa) and headed off for a nice long hike down the Savegre River, towards the cataratas we’d heard about.

Rainforest 3*V in the RFRio Savegre CataratasFor the most part, it was a fairly easy trail due to the safety features that had been installed in the appropriate locations, including a foot bridge across the river and a few place where stairs and/or handrails were necessary.  We saw so much incredibly beautiful flora and fauna, animal species and rock formations that it was hard to stay on the move.  We kept stopping to take more  and more pictures.

Salvagre Catarata 1Catarata SavagreRainforest 4Cataratas 3Finally, we arrived at the waterfall we’d been hearing get louder as we got closer.  I was amazed at first sight!  I know that it is a natural occurrence in the rock due to its formation and erosion processes, but I swear that it looks like there is a giant face that had been carved out of the side of the waterfall 2,000+ years ago!  Absolutely breathtaking! You can see it in the photos, here – but to be there in person is something completely indescribable!

There are plenty of other activities to engage in while staying in  San Gerardo de Dota, such as horseback riding and rafting, amongst others.  It is a beautiful place and I highly recommend it.

The Savegre River flows down the mountain and leads to Manuel Antonio National Park and the dumps into the Pacific Ocean.  Manuel Antonio is located about an hour drive south of Jacó via Highway 34, along the coast.

Manuel Antonio National Park is incredible on multiple levels!  Once there, opted to join a group of people who were led by a tour guide through the park along it’s groomed walking trails.  The difference in price for a guided tour versus going it alone was about $2-$3.  We were even able to take our son in his stroller, which by the way, is an awesomely heavy duty, all-terrain, super-comfortable BOB Revolution(We LOVE this stroller!).  An umbrella stroller might be able to make it…?  If you’re traveling with small kids, just be prepared to do some heavy lifting and prolonged carrying!  Fortunately, we didn’t have to!

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The tour guide brought with him a spotting scope, enabling us to view much of the wildlife that was a bit difficult to see due to distance (ie. high up in a tree or through the rainforest floor or understory) in detail and with great clarity.  We were even able to put our cameras up to the eyepiece to take pictures that made you feel as though you were right next to them.  In fact, several of the pictures that you see here, I had taken through the spotting scope.

MA 7MA 9MA 6The tour guide was full of wonderful information and very open to questions and discussions.  If not for the guide, we would not have seen even close to half of the wildlife that we did.  There is a wealth of flora and fauna, as well as the numerous species of wildlife,  throughout the rainforest layers (forest floor, understory, canopy and emergent) that will absolutely astound you!

MA 11MA 4On a trail that was extremely close to the beach, we encountered some deer.  Most of the group continued on, while we stopped and hunkered down to watch them go about their business.  To our amazement, shock and surprise, a doe (a deer – a female deer) approached me and my son Devan.  The doe got so close that Devan was able to reach out and pet her nose, a couple times, and she even licked his hand.  The guide had looked back to us and saw the entire event transpire.  He later told us that he had never seen anything like that happen before.  We were truly lucky and will never forget that magical moment!

MA 13MA 12Manuel Antonio National Park is definitely a must see in my book.  It is not the only national park where you can experience the rainforest, up close and personal, by yourself or with the aide of a tour guide, but it’s the one I can personally vouch for.  We loved it and I think you will too!  The Savegre River flows directly into the ocean at the very end of the guided tour, affording some magnificent views and opportunities to see a brackish water (a mix of salt and fresh water) mangrove ecosystem, first-hand.

Next up in this series on Costa Rica (and the last) are the volcanoes! There are seven to choose from, so there shouldn’t be a problem finding one near you, where ever you may be in the country, to explore and revel in!

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Costa Rica… (Part 2)

Conservation areaWhile San José is nice, it is NOT the reason anyone comes to Costa Rica!  It is a landing and jumping off point… that’s about it.

There is a relatively new highway that takes you from San José westward to the Pacific Ocean and the town of Jacó.  Via this highway, it should only take you about 60 – 90 minutes to get there.  But if you take the old road (aka the only road, prior to 2010) it can take twice as long, but be well worth the time!  Along the old road, which twist its way through the countryside along the sides of mountains, in and out of valleys and small towns and villages, there is a wealth of interesting things to see and potential places to stop for some authentic food or unique, hand crafted items to take home as a reminder of the warm people and beautiful country you’ve had the pleasure of experiencing.  And that’s no cute colloquialism! Everything about Costa Rica truly is a pleasure! FYI, we took the old Roadside CafeGallo PintoCoffee beansroad… in case you were wondering.  If you’re not sure which you should take, just flip a coin and stick with what you get (No “do-overs” or any of that best 2 out of 3 crap!).  BTW, there are several toll booths along the new highway, so make sure you have colones (Costa Rican currency), including plenty of coins!

Pacific Ocean view from roadside cafe

Pacific Ocean view from roadside cafe

We stopped at a little roadside café at the crest of one of the coastal mountains we were traveling through, around, over, whatever.  From it, we could see the Pacific Ocean in the distance as we were surrounded by coffee bushes/trees and other lush greenery.  The people inside, both patrons and workers seemed entranced by our son with his bright blue eyes and blonde cherub-like hair.  I don’t know which was better, the people or the food!  Both were warm and inviting. Some of the pictures here were taken at the café.

Overlooking the fincaFinca 1BromiliasVanessa’s father owns some land about 20-25 minutes outside of (before) Jacó.   They call it a finca.  Loosely translated, it means an estate or farm, depending on who you ask, although it doesn’t exactly fit into what you may think of when those words are uttered.  What it is is a little slice of paradise!  Basically, it is several acres of mango trees with a small home and a pool.  It’s all you could ever want or need!  Nothing to fancy, but why on earth do you need fancy?!  The house is located on the highest point of his property, affording some beautiful views of the surrounding land and the ocean in the Finca living...Finca swimming...Finca 2distance.

Jacó (in North Puntarenas) is a place where you can find an abundance of American surfers, prostitution (yes, it’s legal here), and other seedy elements you may not want to experience.  This place truly suffers from American-itis, making it my least favorite place to be.  I’m an American and proud to be as well. However, there are times when I’d just as soon hang my head, hide or pretend I weren’t!  It’s not because of America…it’s because of some Americans!  If you want to see these types, or maybe you are one (I hope not) then Jacó is the place to go and stay!

Marriot-Los Sueños 2Marriott-Los Sueños 1About 5 miles before you reach Jacó, is Bahia Herradura, the site of the Los Sueños Marriott Ocean & Golf Resort.  Awesome location.  Excellent service.  Incredibly affordable prices!  What more can I say?  Actually, there’s a lot to say!  The pool was huge and yet very private at the same time due to the layout.  Devan was just beginning to get acclimated to the water (being only a year old) and had lots of fun, as did we with him.  Our room was super nice, very clean and ultra comfortable.  The restaurants had great variety and were very high quality as well having multiple seating options to fit every want or need.  Los Sueños even had a babysitting service, which we reluctantly utilized… twice!

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Marriott-Los Sueños 3Marriott-Los Sueños 6The first time we utilized the sitter service (the staff was great!) was to treat ourselves to a massage at the Sibö Rainforest Spa & Retreat (it was my first time doing something like that…and my last, to date) there at Los Sueños.  Wow!  It was really nice!  But to be honest, it was a little weird lying on a table 5 feet from my wife, as another woman was rubbing me down into such a deep state of relaxation that I began feeling a little bit tense… Next subject!

Canopy 1Canopy 3For our other sitter session, we were gone for about 2 hours to Vista Los Sueños Canopy Tour, a nearby zip-line adventure.  If it’s possible, even just remotely possible, go do this!  These companies do a really great job of maximizing your adventure, while minimizing the effect on the environment.  They’re very thorough in the training they give to the adventurers (that means you!) and strictly adhere to a no litter-no foreign object being brought into the area policy.  You bring yourselves and your cameras, but that’s about it.  I like that rule!

Canopy 2Canopy 5The thrill of going down a zip-line through the canopy of the rainforest is incredible!  I won’t even try to describe it.  I’d be wasting yours and my time.  Instead, I’ll simply reiterate… Go do this!  In addition to the fun of cruising through the rainforest in a harness on a steel cable, you’ll more than likely see your fair share of wildlife all around you!  It truly is spectacular!  So, just pay attention to the instructions you’re given and whatever you do… don’t hold anything back!  If you’re timid, your experience will be as well.  The more committed you are to putting your all into it, you know… letting it all hang out, the better time you’ll have and the more enriching it will prove to be !  Wow!  Sort of sounds to me like how we should all strive to live our lives each and every day!  Maybe I’ll try to a bit more often.

The next installment (Part 3) will feature the awesome Manuel Antonio National Park as well as the river, waterfalls (cataratas) and rainforest that lead down to it!  Stay tuned!

Costa Rica… (Part 1)

¡PURA VIDA!

It seems like almost everybody I know or have ever met has either been to or wants to go to Costa Rica!  I mean, what the heck is so special about this place, over any of the other countries in Central America that neighbor it, that makes it the #1 destination choice for so many?  In fact, over the last 25 years, the emphasis on this “paradise” has been steadily on the rise.  To be honest, I was also on the Costa Rica bandwagon for many years, mostly due to the hype and word of mouth. “One of these days,” I’d tell myself, “…I’m gonna go there and find out for myself!”

Finally, I’d found my golden ticket!  The perfect reason to turn my long-time fantasy into a reality ended up being my wife… but it’s not what you may think (I know some of you are sick puppies)!  I didn’t go there for my honeymoon or some romantic getaway.  Rather, I went there with my wife and our son to visit her family (and meet her father for the first time).

Side of the volcano

Vanessa & Devan

Vanessa, my wife, is Costa Rican.  Her dad is Costa Rican and her mom is half Costa Rican and Argentine.   She was born in California, raised in Escazú, Costa Rica and then moved to the U.S. when she was 11 years old.  Vanessa is a Tica… and thus, our son Devan is a Tico!

I’ll start by saying that I have been luckier than most in that I was there for 3 weeks.  One or two would have been nice, but three weeks allowed me to do much more than the average tourist can accomplish…you do the math.   This was possible because we were able to stay with her father, thus saving a nice chunk of change on hotels.

Santa Ana - John's houseEssentially, our base of operations was my father-in-laws house in Santa Ana (pronounced Santana – like the guitar player), just outside San José, the countries capital.  The first week we didn’t venture out very much, but then again, there was really no need to.  We had some adventures on foot around the neighborhood as we were acclimatizing to our new surroundings and the weather, but not too much more.  We simply relaxed and were thankful to be there.

However, I must admit that despite being more relaxed than I’d been in quite a long time, two things immediately struck me as extremely odd AND disturbing!

1)  The first thing that bulged my peepers was the overwhelming amount of decidedly American businesses that assaulted me from every possible direction from the moment we left the airport to the moment we turned off the main road closest to the house we were staying at. We were completely inundated with junk food galore and a whole lot more.  I’m talkin’ Taco Bell, Wendy’s, KFC, Denny’s, McDonald’s, Burger King… you get the picture, right?  It never seemed to end!  And that was severely disappointing!  I went there to get away from all that crap… really!

Abuelo's backyard barbed wire

Barbed wire...

2)  Secondly, I was shocked to see barbed wire adorning each and every home I saw, regardless of town, neighborhood, mansion or hovel… EVERY residence had it!  When I asked what the deal was with all the barbed wire, I was told that, “It keeps the criminals/thieves out of your house… anybody will steal anything, if they get the chance.”  So I said, “So, crime is pretty bad here?” – “No! Costa Rica is virtually crime free.”  I then asked, “But I thought you said that ‘anybody would steal anything’ if given the chance?”  To that, I received a response that blew my mind and made me laugh in the same breath!  Ya know what it was?  “Ah-hah!” stated in a decidedly comedic tone, such as Eddie Murphy’s old Jewish patron of the neighborhood barber shop character from Coming To America … you following me?  Sheer genius!

CR restaurantIf you’ve ever been anywhere in Central or South America, Costa Rica will come as no real surprise in regard to infrastructure and general lifestyle.  For those who have never been, you’re apt to find several curiosities, though none are unpleasant, they are simply different from what you’re used to and thus, all the more intriguing and ultimately endearing.  Some examples are the shops and markets, driving habits, vehicles, roadways, city planning, and parking to name a few.

Upscale neighborhoodOn the flip-side, there are supermarkets and shopping malls that easily rival those in the United States.  But the biggest mystery I encountered, hands down, was the fact that there are NO street names!  If you were to ask someone’s address, you’d get a response that contained a series of landmarks and distances from those landmarks to the next.  WOW! That one has still got me scratching my head!

Anyway, if you’re good with directions, like I am, It’s not too big of a deal.  But if not, I suggest sticking to guided tours, pre-arranged transportation, or simply staying within eyesight of where ever it is that you’re staying!

Also, this should go without saying, but always safeguard your valuables, don’t carry excessive amounts of cash on you, and never act like a typical American! Remember, you are not always right and that you are a guest in another country!  Costa Ricans are some of the warmest and truly kind people you’ll ever meet, but if you act like a jerk, you’ll wish you hadn’t!  This should go without saying and is applicable no matter where you go!

Downtown San JoseBull ridingIf you like hustle and bustle, make sure you visit downtown San José!  It’s no New York City, though it is Costa Rica’s equivalent.  There’s plenty of opportunities for shopping, eating and taking pictures.  If you were to visit only one place in San José, I would suggest you visit the Mercado Central!  It is an indoor marketplace filled with small shops and sodas (little food stands) of every variety.

Indoor market San Jose

Mercado Central

You can find anything you need as far as souvenirs are concerned right here. Plus, the quality is pretty darn good as well.  This place is the locals choice for one-stop shopping.  We saved considerable time and money by going there!  And with all that there is to see and experience in Costa Rica, the last thing you want to be doing is wasting time shopping or circumnavigating downtown San José!  Get in, get it done, and get out! Don’t waste even a single day shopping or roaming San José…just go see and do the things that you came to Costa Rica for!  There is so much diversity in landscape, environmental zones and amongst the people of this country, it is hard to imagine not trying to make the absolute most of your time here!

Comida tipico 2DulcesComida tipicoOne way I like to experience other cultures, to get a real feel for who and what a people are, is to dive headlong into that cultures food!  I won’t lie…Costa Rican food is a bit on the bland side in comparison to Mexican or Cuban food, for example.  But let me be clear, typical Costa Rican food is very good! However, it won’t knock your socks off with exotic flavors.

Devan & the bulls

Devan & the bulls

Roadside Cafe

Roadside Cafe

Gallo Pinto

Gallo pinto... Yum!

Costa Rica is best known for its gallo pinto, which translates to spotted rooster.  Essentially, gallo pinto is rice, beans and eggs.  This is Costa Rica’s national dish. It is served with cilantro and Salsa Lizano.  Gallo pinto is comfort food all the way!  For the absolute best food when traveling in Costa Rica, do yourself a favor and get off the beaten path!  If you try to stay in town or go to an establishment that is a bit more upscale, you’re going to get slightly less authentic dishes that are tailored to your gringo tastes.  They’re still quite good, but they won’t be the truly authentic, typical fare enjoyed by the locals. BTW, make sure to bring some Salsa Lizano home with you… It will easily become a favorite for you and your family!

Pacific Ocean view from roadside cafe

Pacific Ocean view from roadside cafe

Next up is getting out-of-town to see some of the many incredible things there are to experience while in Costa Rica.  Some of these include volcanoes (there are six of them), rain forests, beaches, fincas (estates or farms), national parks and resorts.  I’ll also clue you into the rainy vs. the dry season and how it will affect your trip, if at all. Stay tuned, as the next in the installment will arrive shortly, packed with pictures and who knows what else!

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Moving to a new city… (Part 4)

THE FINAL CHAPTER…

Finally!  Right? So where were we…?  Oh, yeah!

DAY 1:  I set out, heading east on the 105 freeway with LAX (Los Angeles Int’l Airport) in my rearview mirror, then Los Angeles itself.  My future life was on the horizon while I had three howling cats in my ears.  Ooof!

NevadaAbout an hour and a half into the trip, a familiar odor wafted through the air and slapped me, hard, across the face.  If you guessed that one of the kitties had used the “facilities,” you’d be right.  I thanked my lucky stars that I’d been so thorough in the set up of my cats  personal areas and travel arrangements.  Their living/lounging/play space being separate from their dining area and bathroom facilities was a master stroke of genius (or was it just what anyone would have done?) that was already paying dividends.  All I needed to do was crack the window from time to time to alleviate the magnificent aroma and all was good!  Or so I thought…

Las VegasBy the time I hit Las Vegas, I was feeling good about the time I was making and decided to delay making my first stop for gas, food, bathroom and stretching my legs for a little while longer.  By the time I got to the Nevada-Arizona border, the kitty poop smell was still flaunting itself and just as strong as before, so I decided to scoop the litter box and take care of my own potty needs, as well.

UtahImage the look on my face when all I saw in the litter box was some clumped up pee!  If I smell the poop, but it isn’t in the litter box, then it must be… Aw, CRAP! The question then becomes “where exactly is it?”  The process of discovery was nothing short of fantastic!

ArizonaIt ends up that all of the hissing and howling from the the first portion of the trip was the older cats, who have serious issues with one another (who’s the ALPHA?), ended up taking out their frustrations on each other and the little guy.  Muni (pronounced Moo-knee) was so affected by the bullying that he shat himself and in the scuffling that occurred after the fact had spread the mess not only to the area he was in, but to each of the other cats, who in turn helped to spread it throughout the “kitty paradise” I thought I’d established for them.  It turns out that it was simply and plainly…HELL ON FUR! (Or is that smell on fur?)

I spent half an hour removing as much poop from their fur as possible with baby wipes. Man, that sucked!  I cleaned their area as best as I could while they were within it (not easy or fun) and then got back on the road to salvage what I could of the day and get as far as I could before settling in for the night at some random hotel where the real work would take place.

(l-r) Nudge, Muni & Shiva... The morning after the "poop" incident.

Somewhere in Utah (Richfield, I think), I stopped for the night and did my best to clean everything and everyone.  Muni, the victim of the whole dust-up, hid in the bathtub and wouldn’t come out, not even for some one-on-one cuddling… Poor little guy!

DAY 2:  In the morning, after a little food and TV, we headed out and had another fun day of driving together, but with far less troubles than the first day. Boring.  Monotonous.  Painful.  Driving.  The only thing that made the drive halfway decent, was the scenery!  I’d never been to or through half of the states I had on my route to New York/New Jersey, my son and wife and our new life together.

UtahUtah was expansive, while Colorado was breathtaking on multiple levels. There’s nothing quite like driving through the Rocky Mountains.  The sun set behind the Rocky Mountains with Denver  in my rear-view mirror and Nebraska out in front of me, as well as the dark.  I stopped in a town that’s name is too cool not to tell you.  Say it with me…Ogallala!  OGALLALA!

DAY 3:  On a side-note, I lost my camera! The last place I could remember having it was at the Nebraska border where I’d stopped to take a picture of the “Welcome to Nebraska” sign.  I realized this an hour after leaving Ogallala, then drove all the way back to search the room, interrogate the housekeeper at the hotel, and I even considered going back to the welcome sign.  But ultimately, after losing so much time and effort, I finally gave up on it and headed east… 8^(

From here on out things got pretty boring on all fronts, until the next night when I got to Chicago.  I tried to see some of the town, but got lost trying to find my way there and wound up in a place NOBODY wants to be…trust me on that!  So I escaped across the border to Indiana and found refuge in yet another non-descript hotel room.  In reality, the hotel room (each and every one of them) was more for the cats than for me.  I can’t begin to imagine what it must have been like for them, despite having everything they needed, including each cat having opportunities for “private-time” with me along the way.

The Rocky Mountains

DAY 4:  By this time, I was so tired of driving that I was giving serious thought to trying to make it all the way to my family without another overnight stop… I mean, I was on the verge of losing my ever-lovin’ mind from all of the “quality” time I was spending with my cats, the road, and myself!  So I tried to push as far and as fast as I could (without getting a ticket!) and in the process, I nearly completely ran out of gas near Cleveland, OH.  I was incredibly tempted to stop and visit the Rock-n-Roll Hall of Fame, but didn’t because of the cats.  I couldn’t have left them in the car while I went and enjoyed myself…plus, it’s illegal (I think)!

Sunset over the Rockies

I made it to Pennsylvania and was beginning to feel extremely tired and road-wary.  Remember my good friend Tony that I told you about (He helped me pack up the moving truck…I’ve known him since I was 6 years old)?  Well, his family is originally from St. Mary’s, Pennsylvania.  I figured that because I’d heard so much about them and the town, that it would be a crying shame to miss this once in a lifetime opportunity to meet these people I felt as though I already knew.  A phone call later and I had a destination…Dino’s Place.

I walked in, introduced myself as Tony’s friend from El Segundo, CA, and in an instant, Dino (Tony’s cousin) welcomed me with open arms and teated me like family.  It was more than I could have expected, yet, how I could have expected any less is completely beyond me!  I had a really nice evening and much needed relaxation time without the kitties.  The only bummer about St. Mary’s, PA and meeting Dino was that I couldn’t stay longer!

Most of my trip, as I said before, was through new territory for me, which was mostly exciting, but a little unsettling at the same time.  The people I met in St. Mary’s were really great! They were warm and friendly, hard-working and easy-going…the kind of people you try to surround yourself with no matter where you find yourself.

DAY 5:  I got up and out as early as I could muster and SPED the whole rest of the way to my family in New Jersey!  I made it through Pennsylvania and into Jersey without incident.  The last 5 miles felt like 25 miles…at least!  When I finally pulled up to the house, I thought I could hear my GPS sigh in relief before it fell off the windshield and into a heap on the floormat!

WE MADE IT!  The kitties and I were actually…home! It felt really good to be done with that drive and off the road.  The countryside was beautiful, boring, unexpected and dreadful.  It just depended on the day and state I was in.  Could I do it again?  Yeah, I think so.  Will I do it again?

I SURE HOPE NOT!

Moving to a new city… (Part 3)

So now that you’re up to date on why I moved and how I got my stuff there, it’s time to share the messy, yet inexplicably painful details of how I got from coast to coast (west to east, best to least).

Devan & Vanessa

My wife flew from Los Angeles to Newark, NJ with our then 6 month old son.  It was never even a remote consideration that the two of them would endure such a long drive across this great (and expansive) country of ours.  I, in the meantime,  remained behind to finish packing up our belongings, load them into the ABF trailer we’d arranged to transport our stuff and to tie up any remaining loose ends.  I had two days to complete our business in L.A. and get gone!  By the way, this was the longest I’d ever been away from my wife and son and it was already getting to me by the end of the first day!

My best friends and helpers (l-r: Jason, Tony and ME)

Packing is never a fun thing to do, especially by your self.  Luckily, I had two friends that had offered their services to assist me get the “big” stuff from my apartment into the ABF trailer. As much as I appreciated their help, we didn’t get as much done as I needed to with their help.  They left earlier than I’d anticipated, hence, leaving me with WAY too much to do in far too little time.  That was mostly my fault!  I didn’t have my stuff together as well as I should have.  If not for Tony and Jason, I’d have been SCREWED!  Thanks guys!

Needless to say, somehow, I got it done.  Barely!  There was just one major hitch…we had three cats that had to find their way across country, too.  At the time, we explored several options, all of which proved to be completely ridiculous.  In the end, there were only two viable options…

Firstly, we’d thought about flying them out to minimize the stress on the cats and for ease of responsibility on us.  But that fantasy quickly evaporated when we learned it would cost $900 per cat!  One cat cost 50% more to fly out than it cost for either my wife or my son…FORGET THAT!

(l-r) Shiva, Muni & Nudge

Secondly, we considered them taking the scenic route (with me), driving across country.  I had to plan this out carefully.  Imagine if you will…3 cats and 1 human in a 4-door sedan, traveling 2,800 miles together.  Scary, isn’t it?  Absolutely!

If you ever find yourself, or know of someone, in need of making a similar trip, I strongly suggest you take this to heart and learn from it the best you can.  To begin, this is more stressful than you can imagine for not only yourself, but the cats as well!

What are the absolute necessities involved with such an endeavor?  Here’s what I came up with: Litter box, food, water, baby wipes, paper towels, and most importantly, a barrier between your fuzzy little friends and yourself!  I can not stress enough the importance of this last item!  It will be the difference between making it safely to your destination…or not.

Luckily for me, my car had back seats that folded down allowing access to the trunk area.  I purchased a collapsable pet enclosure/house/containment unit that measured approximately 4×4 feet (octagonally shaped) and 2 feet high, that fit in back of the front seats and sat on top of the folded down rear seats.  I faced the opening of the enclosure towards the trunk opening and then secured and blocked the sides from any possible kitty escapes or entanglements (and OF COURSE duct tape was involved!). There were also two mesh windows so they could look out and feel like they were a part of the action!

The enclosure in the back seat was decked out with lounging stations, towels, toys and assorted kitty treats to be implemented at various times along the route.  The trunk was divided into two areas…the bathroom and the dining room.  I KNOW!  That sounds a little close for comfort, but I really did do a good job creating separate spaces to avoid cross-contamination of the two.  Also, there was water and food in the main area, though it mostly just got knocked over,,,ALOT!

Our apartment in L.A.

The day I left, I managed to get all 3 cats into the car and “cat area” with minimal trouble by doing it one cat at a time.  Did I mention that two of the cats can’t stand each other and were/are constantly antagonizing one another?  No?  Oops! Now you know…

With rampant caterwauling, hissing and WWF style wrestling going on in the back of the car, I got onto the 105 freeway, heading east, and put my home and my life as I knew it in my rearview mirror to the sounds of Bad Religion and Agent Orange pouring out from my speakers (punk rock seemed like the fitting thing to play leaving LA!).  Little did I know that this adventure was about to take on a life of it’s own…

Peru with a Purpose

I wish I could take credit for this post, but that honor goes to Leslie Carter.  I stumbled across her blog (mainly because she’d stumbled across mine) and found this post, which I really enjoyed!  I have a feeling that you will too…

So do yourself a favor, click on the link below and enjoy!

Peru with a Purpose.

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