Adventure Under the Volcano In Costa Rica

Written by Josh Edelson


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From airplane to bus to taxi to horse, I arrived at La Mansion Inn Arenal with tons of questions: exactly what does a nice Costa Rican hotel look like? What types of food do they eat there? Will my Spanish be good enough to get me farther than el baño? All these questions and more were quickly answered as I quietly stepped forward into a tropical grotto neatly planted betweenrepparttar cities of Arenal and Fortuna ofrepparttar 133745 north-western region of Costa Rica.

Decked out with a perfectly manicured lawn, exotic flowers and an infinity pool, this is far from a typical hotel. This resort comes with privacy and a backdrop that jumps right offrepparttar 133746 screen ofrepparttar 133747 Discovery Channel. Palm trees dotrepparttar 133748 hillsides, and clouds massagerepparttar 133749 deep blue skies overrepparttar 133750 blazing volcano.

I was immediately greeted by Joey, a middle-aged American from Tennessee who has been managingrepparttar 133751 hotel here in Arenal for about three years and lives in a private villa attached torepparttar 133752 main hotel. When you work in paradise, you might as well live there too. And in a place whererepparttar 133753 temperature is 75 degrees year ‘round, why wouldn’t you?

Joey smiled constantly. I guess you could say he had a perma-grin and with good reason. Inrepparttar 133754 next couple of days at La Mansion Inn, Joey explained to me that he doesn’t need fancy cars or money to be happy; being here was enough. He also told me how there are approximately 14 private cottages onrepparttar 133755 property, each with their own view ofrepparttar 133756 mystical Arenal Lake and surrounding mountains. Sincerepparttar 133757 lake faced east,repparttar 133758 sunrises are as magical asrepparttar 133759 sunsets. Each cottage is equipped with private covered parking, patio furniture for those astonishing views, and maid service to keeprepparttar 133760 rooms immaculate.

When I first walked in to my cottage, I was a little taken aback byrepparttar 133761 small size, but then remembered to not expectrepparttar 133762 norm. Each cottage is perfectly decorated by Italian artists, giving each its own individual look and feel. The honeymoon suite — still under construction — will house an indoor pool, spa, two bedrooms, and complete kitchen (if you can afford it).

Costa Rica is a land of beautiful simplicity. The pace of life is much slower than anywhere inrepparttar 133763 United States. People are more in tune with nature, and less inclined toward technology. La Mansion Inn does have internet access, phones, and even cable television forrepparttar 133764 occasional glimpse back to reality. Imagine, if you will, that instead of watching Costa Rica onrepparttar 133765 Discovery Channel, you have ventured inside your television set into Costa Rica and brought your television with you. That’s sort of how it feels. Familiar shows remind you that home is not that far away. Still, it’s much more exciting to turn that tube off and go get lost amidst some ofrepparttar 133766 most exotic creatures inrepparttar 133767 world.

On night 1 at La Mansion Inn, I decided to take a night walk aroundrepparttar 133768 neighborhood in an attempts to get lost. A lightning storm was brewing, as they usually did duringrepparttar 133769 wet season. Costa Rica, unlikerepparttar 133770 U.S., only has two seasons. The wet season lasts halfrepparttar 133771 year and has up to 20 days of rain in one month. The rest ofrepparttar 133772 time it’srepparttar 133773 dry season.

So as this lightening storm brews and billows above, huge bolts of yellowish flashes are strikingrepparttar 133774 lake and almost simultaneously, explosions of thunder crack throughrepparttar 133775 sky like a million metal trash cans slamming down on a driveway. My body quivers fromrepparttar 133776 power, as this is quite a change from southern California ’s weather, or lack thereof. Fireflies and strange bugs are sprinkled aboutrepparttar 133777 night with fluorescent green and yellow flashes indicating that one certainly is not alone out here.

Afghan Air Angst

Written by US Navy Captain


Afghan Air Angst

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Editor's Note: This feature was forward to us anonymously fromrepparttar frontlines of Afghanistan. We can not verify authorship or authenticity, but it sound's damn real — some ofrepparttar 133744 fun experienced by one U.S. Navy Hornet pilot....

Here is his after-burner tale:

Thought y'all might get a kick out of a recent experience of mine. I'll chop this for an 'Approach' article. Thinkingrepparttar 133745 bits aboutrepparttar 133746 hot Air Force chicks is probably gonna have to come out. I'll leave in allrepparttar 133747 trash talkin' though. In case anyone asks, flying around in an F18 without a canopy is bad forrepparttar 133748 skin. Twenty thousand feet over Afghanistan in an open-air McDonnell Douglas Cabriolet is just a bad, bad place. Air's real dry up there; causesrepparttar 133749 skin to dry out. That andrepparttar 133750 wind chill of course.

0130 launch: Fifth and final planned tanker rendezvous. (25K MSL guessing 280-285 knots). Had 13.0 onboard but wanted to run my wingman back through because he only had 10.0 or so with an hour and a half to recovery. Sun was not up (0600) but it was bright enough. My goggles and goggle bracket were both stowed. Tanker had finished consolidating a half hour before and had four recievers (including myself) immediately afterwards. I wasrepparttar 133751 fifth guy to tank. The boom operator recycledrepparttar 133752 hose between me and number four (dash two ofrepparttar 133753 oncoming Marine section). The boom operator called "clear" before I tanked. Tanking appeared normal to me. Air was smooth. Hose cut loose and I pulledrepparttar 133754 power back and picked uprepparttar 133755 nose in order to try and "riderepparttar 133756 wave."

Refueling probe did not feel too much stress based on vibrations I felt inrepparttar 133757 cockpit. Hose seperated about seven feet up fromrepparttar 133758 basket. KC10 take-up reel onrepparttar 133759 refueling hose didn't do it's job. Didn't take up. After some wailing and flailingrepparttar 133760 KC10 and I disconnected but I still had part of it with me. The basket and seven feet of hose. The hose had a ten pound fitting on it that was quickly revealed whenrepparttar 133761 wind stripped offrepparttar 133762 rubber sheath fromrepparttar 133763 hose. Once revealed it proceeded to beatingrepparttar 133764 living shit out of my airplane. "This is gonna be bad, this is gonna be real bad," I thought. I was right. After twenty sufficiently violent whacksrepparttar 133765 canopy gave uprepparttar 133766 ghost. I never thought about what a shattering canopy would sound like. Up until then, of course. I figured since it's made of plastic it shouldn't sound like glass. Wrong. Sounded just like when you go flying through a plate glass window. Of course, allrepparttar 133767 glass went out vice in. Cockpit went from eight grand to ambient in about a heart beat, which was a pretty small unit of time right then.

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