Old Bridge to Puntarenas

This was always a destination for us in the 1980's. The last time the trip was made, our friend was 7 months pregnant. Imagine crossing the bridge in the early evening. Her husband almost killed us when he found out what we had done. (Husband is a medical doctor). The last time we were there, we made a mistake of looking in the kitchen. The dishwater was darker then the stream of water we had just crossed. Do you suppose that could have been the infusion of "whatever" into our systems protecting us still from uncomfortable tummies? Those really were the "good old days". We could only go for one week at that time. Now we have our toes in the sand for six. Things have changed. Back then, we only worried about being caught when the "fogger" went by.