Jungle horror

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Somewhere in Corcovado National Park, Costa Rica:

Local person: Yes, there are many amazing trails for hiking around here. Very good. The best.
Me: *Wiping of some of the 97% humidity* That's great. Any ideas where to go?
Gus: Äh, vi går väl bara? Vem behöver karta eller guide...? (English translation: I am a macho man, follow me, no need for directions)
Me: Eeeeeeh förderar ändå någon slags stig.
Local person: This loop is very nice. Perhaps you can meet the peccary *smiles*
Me: Peccary...? ....?
Local person: You know, the pigs. Wild. If with baby, they can be angry. Then you have to climb a tree, hehehe.
Gus: Älskling det är ingen fara, det är jätteovanligt att man ser vildsvin. De ser bara dig. Om vi träffar ett dock (eller typ en puma, eller orm eller vad som helst som är lite farligt och exotiskt), så måste du ta kort och NJUTA av ögonblicket.
Me: Wild... pig...tree...?

*Moments later, walking on the trail....*

 Me: Eeeeeeekkkkkkkkkkkkk...!!!!! *running for my life*

Gus: *Exited* Look, a dog!

Me: *Sitting high up in a tree* Iiiiiiiiiiii...eeeeeekkkkkkkkk...!!! Get rid of it, take it away, take it away...!

Gus: But... it's... only a dog..? (my remark: VERY sketchy dog, 99% sure it had rabies)

Me:......iiiiiiiii......  .....   ....*refusing to come down*

I have no idea how I got up in the tree in the first place. But scratches on my knees tell me that I must have climbed faster in all times in all histories.

I am sure this is what I saw coming running at us.

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For more Costa Rica pics, see Gus blog (why double the work load; my pig story is way cooler than his boring pictures anyway).

Now, over and out for the summer - who knows until when. We just landed in Stockholm after flying over Göteborg and even spotting our beloved apartment way down there. 

 

Hej där, hem hemma. Jag har saknat dig!