The City Museum has some water features. You can see a tank on the upper right, part of an odd-ball aquarium (almost everything in the City Museum is odd-ball). I don't know if this water tank and huge chain are left over from the building's original use as a shoe factory and warehouse. St. Louis was the shoe-making capital of America before it all went offshore.
A quiet, cold weekday at our wonderful botanical garden. There had been just a bit of snow. There were few visitors but at least half of them had cameras. The Japanese garden is perhaps the most peaceful area. More of this to come.
Acadia is the name used for a swath of the State of Maine from the Kenebec River and the town of Bath and then northeast from where I'm staying up into what are now the Canadian maritime provinces. The area was intensely disputed between the English and French in the 17th and 18th Centuries. The population is thin when you get much back from the coast. The region is marked by water, wood, rock and fishing. It is gorgeous at this time of year but the winters are hard. This is a little waterfall that flows into the harbor at Camden, just up the road from camera camp.
Today is our last day. There is a traditional Friday night lobster dinner and a spectacular AV show of the students' work from the week.
A Tico hidden gem, Cataractas Llanas de Cortes. It's not far off the Pan American Highway (gee whiz fact - Mrs. C and I are the only people we know who have been to both ends of the Pan American Highway) south of the provincial capital of Liberia but the turnoff is poorly marked and we drove past it. When Google Maps re-oriented us there were two or three kilometers of bumpy gravel road to the parking lot. We visited with a guide some years ago and the path down was very rough. There are new concrete stairs and a rope to hold, making it possible for my knees to make the climb.
When you get to the pool at the bottom you feel like you are well apart from the world. The escape doesn't last long enough.
One for the tourists. Hey, we used to have some. Inside the Climatron once again, specifically the tropical zone. They need some piped in sounds of cockatoos or parrots, or, even better, that old pop tune, Quiet Village, https://youtu.be/Nnq2Z2Iu9S4 . That would tempt me to sit down, pour a daiquiri out of my (supposed) water bottle and just breathe.
