He was returning to Tortuguero feeling he had changed, something inside him was quite different, but he couldn’t really understand what exactly had change, nor when or how that change happened, but the change was noticeable, especially here in Tortuguero, a place where he started twenty years ago his career as naturalist guide, and therefore a landmark in his life.

Located in the northeast zone of Costa Rica, Tortuguero is a place extremely beautiful, dominated by dense tropical wet forests always surrounded by water, lagoons, rivers or channels.

Biodiversity here is astonishing; birds, plants, trees, reptiles and much more can be observed easily. Any botanist will get impressed by the enormous amount of species available for study or just the pleasure of watching them. For a photographer, the place is a paradise.

The boat kept moving at a constant speed, showing the magnificence of these overwhelming scenarios. While watching the landscape his mind went back on time, reminding past time scenes of happiness and love, it was impossible for him not to smile while the memories flew through his mind, the good old times, the good old memories. He was starting to understand the core of his recent change, he was now able to remember the past without anger, nor was the feeling of loneliness present, he could now remember the past love scenes and feel nice and easy.

Land of ancient visitors, Tortuguero has been a scenario where pre-Columbian people used to travel to this point looking for a source of food on the turtle meat that could be easily hunted at the beach while the turtles nest.

A few years after, the arrival of the western culture impacted negatively the population of pre Columbians, the visitors were then pirates and other people from western Caribbean islands and coasts who came due to the turtles and kept on their way or return to their homes.

While the light reflected in the water, he discovered that now he had the feeling that he could love the same way he did or even more in the future, he just had to let the time flow, as the boat was flowing in that moment, showing because of the movement, the different textures and tones of green from each of the trees and palms of the forest, he thought that in the same way, life flows and shows different tones of senses while we live.

A monkey, a crocodile, another Anhinga, these were some of the animals they saw while kept flowing slowly.

Back at the lodge, he sat in the small harbor to see the sunset, a fishing bat started to fly around, close to the water surface, expecting to catch, to hunt the every day’s food.

Went to sleep early, an enchanted singing of crickets, cicadas,  and night jars, took him into dreamland, where nature was the frame of a fairyland type of  dream, where he found himself alone but happy in a forest, feeling  next to mother nature’s womb.