My husband is an English professor. He suggested I read Heart of Darkness by Joseph Conrad before we went on our boat trip to Parque Nacional Las Baulas near Tamarindo, Costa Rica. Then he had me watch “Apocalypse Now” for good measure. I didn’t know it was inspired by the Conrad book. Oh well. Things all started out fine, as they say…then I dropped a piece of rice, and hundreds of vicious ants descended on it like piranhas on a wallowing cow. My husband covered his face in fear of the tiny monsters.
We pressed on, despite the horrifying display of rice-icide. The river got darker, and the way more narrow as we motored on. To the left, that nest hanging from the tree is that of an Oriole. Yes, there are Orioles in Costa Rica, too. Who knew?
As in Heart of Darkness it seemed as if the river was drawing us in and onward, toward something – our date with destiny.
And the river narrowed…and narrowed…until there was almost nothing more – barely enough water to draw draft for the boat.
And then there was no more – only the end. What were we supposed to find here? A reflection of ourselves? Nothing more? Then a Great Egret came stalking out of the ancient mangrove swamp. Hunting for his lunch, he didn’t seem to appreciate us being there, but didn’t seem to be bothered too much either. He just was.
We decided to name him Kurtz, then turn around and get the hell out of there. I should have never read that book, nor watched that movie. This didn’t have to be all that dramatic.
Another day in paradise…unless you’re a piece of rice…then it wasn’t such a nice outing… And, that’s why I’m not a poet, folks.
Ta-Ta for now…