We’ve got a lot of Costa Rica stuff we haven’t blogged about, and I thought y’all would especially dig the sight of howler monkey poop. All the times we were taking pictures of them in trees I was waiting to see if they would chuck poo-poo at us and show off their famed aim, ready to duck and run.

Thankfully, they didn’t seem to dislike us and were content to be themselves, munch leaves and stare back at us. Except for the one time a female seemed to be primping when she peed and rubbed it on her own face.

Anyway, they spent a LOT of time in the tree right above the Crab House, and the rental cars parked under it were sometimes covered in poo. It smelled kinda like horse poo and walking around it was like an obstacle course.