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As the howls of spider monkeys echoed around our forested cabin, I tried to open my eyes – only to find that they were crusted shut. “This is not good,” I called out to Don, who was doing a scorpion check of the bathroom. He came out, his eyes red around the rims. “Great, I have it too,” he groused. “There’s no way we’re going to be able to pass this off.”

We were in Tortuguero- a national park on Costa Rica’s Caribbean coast that gave new meaning to remote. We had taken two buses and a two-hour boat ride down jungle-lined canals to get here, mostly so we could witness the spectacle of giant sea turtles nesting on the beach at night. Returning early to San Jose was not an option.

But there were others in our group to consider. At dinner the night before, a British surfer girl had voiced suspicions about my condition, known as highly contagious to anyone who has

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NEWS AND BLOGS ABOUT CARIBE SUR - THE OTHER COSTA RICA - Puerto Viejo, Manzanillo, Cocles, Chiquita Village, Limón, Costa Rica