“Costa Ricans know what they have,” declared my seat mate on our Nature Air flight.
Corcovado National Park trailed behind us as the small 15 seat plane dipped suddenly and levelled off. Golfo Dulce lay beneath us, a crystalline body of water that could hypnotize any creature who dared stare in its depths.
The tiny plane was trying to maneuver a tight airstrip and avoid the trees that cut close if a calculation was slightly off.
I prayed a little; the first time I had ever done such a thing on a flight. During the 50 minute plane journey, my seat mate introduced himself as John Lewis, one of the eco-resort founders of the Osa Peninsula, some 25 years ago.