A couple of years ago I had the rare opportunity to visit the Central American country of Costa Rica. It was strictly for business, but hey, a trip is trip and for a guy who loves to travel – I wasn’t gonna say no, let’s be honest.
There were many stories that originated on the trip. However, the one I’m focused on today is about a bird!
Bye Bye Costa Rican Birdie
One of the last days of the business trip was one of adventure seeking, and boy did we get it!
This story is part of a larger tapestry of fun. The entire day was spent at Adrenaline Adventure Tours. Our tour guide, Arturo, and his trusty sidekick that drove the bus were fantastic. The “bus” was 15-passenger vehicle with large windows to ensure everyone had a great view of the passing landscape and animals. For example, birds in the tropical forest. As in, bye bye Costa Rican birdie.
Speaking of windows, whenever the bus was stopped we would open the windows to cool off since the A/C was turned off. While it vented out the hot air, it also allowed for other things to come in.
The reason for the extended adventure was it started with a zip line course, plus a rock wall climb and upside down free fall plunge. While traveling to the next stop, we picked up our fearless leader who had to attend to a separate issue. Then we flew off, like bye bye Costa Rican birdie.
Next was a white river float in our own personal floatation device. I’ll describe all the fun that was had in another story, but I must stay focused.
After all that adventure we were graciously fed by the same company as part of the experience. Alas it was time to leave for our hotel. So we all piled into the bus very amped from the fun. The driver put the vehicle in gear. Now I usually sat towards the front to speak with the tour guide, Arturo. Mostly about soccer. After a few minutes the girls in the back were making a commotion, and there was a ton of racket emanating from the back.
I snapped my head back to see a bird fly up and into the ceiling, feathers falling and it started circling. The girls were shrieking as it buzzed everyone onboard. The driver stopped because of all the yelling. Arturo and I hop up. The birdie is scare, and the girls are frantic. I zoomed towards me! I yelled at Arturo to open the nearest window.
On approach, I raised up my white, 3-ring plastic binder as a Captain America shield as it was on collision course. Then with a sweeping motion, I connected with the bird to bounce it outside through the open window.
Success!
It literally flew out the window after a course correction. Bye, bye Costa Rican birdie! Fly away please!
So tell me your funniest bird story, Spaceship Earth and Seattle. Comment below, or contact in the best way you feel comfortable. Until then, be good like you should, and if you can’t be good, be good at what you do.
Mic drop *bOoM*
‘los; out
Canoe War at Fire Mountain Boy Scout Camp
