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We stood transoxed as one jacamar snapped a morpho out of the air, then returned to its
perch and methodically beat the butterny to subdue it. Bright blue wings nuttered weakly
against iridescent green feathers — a jarring, mesmerizing sight. Photographing it felt like
capturing a miniature wildlife documentary frame by frame.
Sloths appeared again — both two-toed and three-toed, suspended in Cecropia trees like
punctuation marks. Familiar now, but still grounding. |ey felt like continuity markers
across environments.
By evening, attention fatigue arrived before physical fatigue. |e brain had been working
constantly, parsing detail at small scales. Day nine delivered one of the clearest lessons of the
entire trip: Costa Rica’s greatest biodiversity does not shout. It waits for attention. And if
you rush, you miss it entirely.
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