8/5/12
Today, I
felt it necessary to suffer one last early morning to live the beach for one
more day. I ran along the beach. After being calmly confused by the high tide
at the wrong time – tropical storms are brewing in the Pacific – a local caught
my attention pointing toward something on the beach. I ran over to find a giant
leatherback turtle dead, strangled by a foam ring. I asked the man in Spanish
if we should put it back in the ocean, I didn’t know it was dead. He said to
leave it. I couldn’t help but ponder the ease that cutting that ring before
putting it in the trash would’ve taken. It’s a simple problem. I will remember
to always do that when I get home. When I got back to the hotel, I swam some
laps and we all packed up to go to the airport. We had the same driver that we
had on the first day. He was interested to hear about our amazing trip! Then,
after checking in at the airport, we set off from beautiful Costa Rica to Atlanta
and then home to Indiana
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