The other night, around 9 p.m., some guests came down to the house/office and rang the bell. They were definitely enjoying their time in Costa Rica.
When the editorial department went outside to see what the ruckus was. A young lady was outside with her friend, teetering every so slightly.
Editorial: Good evening, what can I do for you?
Teeterer: Can we have some more ice?
Ed: Not a problem!
T: Can we order pizza?
Ed: I'm sorry, but they're closed for the night.
T: Oh. . . Can we get some more ice?
Ed: Here you go.
T: Can we get a pizza?
You just never know. The other day, some guests from Chicago checked in, and they thanked us for opening up the gate. Not a problem, we do that for all of the guests here at Tree Houses.
Then, they thanked us for having a sloth on the gate. Huh? Sure enough, there was a sloth hanging on the side of the gate. Miguel went up and got the critter off of the gate and put her up into a tree, where she was much safer (and happier).
You just never know when (or where) you're going to spot some of the wildlife.
Then, they thanked us for having a sloth on the gate. Huh? Sure enough, there was a sloth hanging on the side of the gate. Miguel went up and got the critter off of the gate and put her up into a tree, where she was much safer (and happier).
You just never know when (or where) you're going to spot some of the wildlife.