Just hope I can get out of raking every day.Īfter work I moved hostels and am now staying at what they call an “apartment”. So I got to go into all the cages and put the food in, hand feeding a few sloths and injured birds. There was also a monkey cage directly behind me for when I needed a change of scenery.Īt 3 its feeding time. It may seem boring watching sloths all day, but it IS NOT! They are fascinating, and adorable and have so many facial expressions, and are just so damn slow its the cutest thing ever. I got hold 3 baby sloths at 1 time!! Holy crap, so much slothage going on. I got to cuddle with them when they didn’t feel like climbing. I got to wake the sloths up and put them in trees to climb. A bird flies into the house so you have to go get it, etc.Īfter the little raking, I did do a little laundry, then I got the opportunity to sloth sit, and didn’t leave that chair for hours.

You get assigned a task, then you need to run and chase after a ocelot. So for week 1, I am supposed to hang with Jimmy all day, rake in the morning, do laundry by hand during tours, then rake some more in the afternoon.īut in typical Zoey-fashion, I managed to get around all of that. For a three week stay, you’re assigned to 1 job per week. There are only two tours a day, at 9:30 and 11:30 and then it’s closed to the public for the rest of the day. I have never gotten so dirty in such a quick amount of time. Instantly I had blisters on both thumbs, but it wasn’t so bad, the chatty girl from Holland was “enjoying” it as much as me, so we spent a lot of time talking, not raking, and asking Jimmy por que do we have to rake everyday? Then I picked up a little horse manure and swept some hay. It took us 5 minutes to realize that we were both saying the word “rake.” Finally someone showed up, and sent me to work with Jimmy the gardener who didn’t speak one word of English, and gardening words are not in my spanish vocabulary. Also, of course, I was still the first one there. By the time I got there I was out of breath and sweating. Of course, I got lost (even though there’s only one road). I hopped on a bike at 7am and headed to the JRC. I thought it might take a few days, I’d do some training, but no – Day 1 at the Jaguar Rescue Center and I cuddled with many sloths all day long. The real reason I volunteered here is because I wanted to hold a sloth. I just kept telling myself it’s an adventure, I’m in Costa Rica, this hostel has no walls yay!!! But today was definitely better. Yesterday wasn’t really as bad as it sounds.

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