Unexplored Costa Rica

Off the beaten track, and I mean beaten. You have to either have four wheel drive car so that you are up high or a hole in your head (or both) if you dare take a dirt road off the main thoroughfare. Even the main roads in Costa Rica are broken and full of pot holes and everyone who takes these roads I know are loco. Anyway, since I am already certified crazy, I decided to take the monkey trail or conga trail I believe it is called, from near my house to over the mountains to the beaches. If you want to take a long way around it is actually quite easy, but I was just fascinated by this dirt road seemingly going off into nowhere that I see every day but never dared venture on.
Yesterday, I discovered a little zoo and botanical garden as well as a brand new multimillion dollar hotel without one sign to let you know it was there and today I discovered horseback riding or more accurately a bunch of cowboys driving their horses on the road at the risk of a horse breaking an ankle, deserted beaches , soccer games galore in the small towns that do not even have a sign with their name, on my way to Protero on the coast and back through Filadelfia. (No this is not a spelling mistake.)
Now picture about one thousand toilets flushing at the same time. I am sitting here writing this blog and it sounds like my roof is about to collapse with thousands of toilets flushing upstairs and a tidal wave are pouring in and crashing to the shore. Do you know what it is? Is it the world coming to an end that the New York cabbie told us about or something else? I just ran outside to see what it is and wouldn’t you know it, there is a school of howler monkeys in the trees contiguous to my house. I was wondering where they went since I used to hear them every morning but for some reason stopped a few months ago. I guess they were off to greener pastures, but they are back! Sorry about that Michael. Not sure how much sleep you are going to get. There are about a dozen monkeys from babies to bamboons, it seems but the only one making the big noise is the father who is clearly the father if you know what I mean!
I just went for a swim and they are still here. At some point they will disappear only to return tomorrow, when I am at school I hope. Apparently, if you bother them they throw their feces at you which can’t be a good thing.
Anyway, have a look at the pictures and let me know whether you think going on these ‘adventures’ is worth risking my life for to say nothing of the $20 in gas I put in when I can walk out my front door ( and only door) and see a school of howler monkeys right here.