Jerod & Becky had been visiting for almost a week, and we were down to our last night together. After a long day of zip lining, we decided to take a walk on the beach and watch the sun set.

Unfortunately we did not get a chance to go fishing during their stay, but Jerod still managed to catch a fish. Before we even sat down we found several of these little guys flopping around in the surf, and Jerod quickly chased one down with his bare hands. That still counts, right?

We set our stuff down in front of the Pacifico Resort, an impressive hotel on the north end of the beach. The resort has a couple of infinity pools, which we desperately wanted to jump into, but were off limits to non-patrons of the hotel. No matter, we found plenty of ways to entertain ourselves sitting along the shoreline.

One such activity was to chase crabs all over the beach. Just before sunset I was able to snap this action shot of Jerod & Becky trying to keep a sand crab out of the water. Jerod had just spent 15 minutes digging him out from his sand-cave, and they were not about to let him disappear into the waves without a fight.

It was a little too late in the day for snorkeling, but we still had enough time left for some good old body surfing. All we needed were some waves, which showed up just in time. After Jerod caught a few rides, other people along the beach started to join in.

Eventually though, the sun had retreated behind the hills, and we were ready to say good bye to the beach one last time. The moment was not wasted on any of us as we tried to burn these last rays of sunlight into our memories. It had been a wonderful couple of days together, but as is always the case, seemed to fly by far too fast.

In the morning we took a very early taxi over to the airport. Jerod & Becky had scheduled themselves to arrive home in the mid-afternoon, which meant they needed to catch one of the first flights leaving the Daniel Oduber Quiros International Airport. Their flight would take them back through Houston, a very common route for Continental Airline flights.

I can't thank them enough for coming to visit. Playas del Coco is a small little community, and I was happy we had a few chances to venture out a little bit. Almost as soon as they left, I was counting the days before we would see each other again.

When I returned home, I once again noticed how quiet the house had become without their voices around to break the silence... Jerod & Becky would be my last visitors to Coco before I left and returned home to California...