Not many people know this, but my spirit animal is the sloth. Which is pretty ironic given how Type A and full of frenetic energy I am. I adore them -- how they are zen masters and never seem to be afraid of anything and how cute they are. Yes, I think sloths are cute.
So, one of the main aims of our trip was to see a sloth. San Jose? No sloths (obviously). Pacuare River? No sloths. No sloths seen in Arenal or Monteverde either. But then we went to Manuel Antonio. At the National Park, we spotted a sloth through our guide's scope. And I immediately started crying a la Kristen Bell style (without the hysterics). Laura still makes fun of me to this day for crying the first time I saw a sloth. But it changed my life and I'm not ashamed to say that sloths are awesome and I'm so glad I got to see them in Manuel Antonio!