An hours drive into the hills gives a marked change in climate, especially at night when temperatures can drop from 24 C at sea level to a much more comfortable 14.
Today's blog contains much that I haven't unidentified yet, but at least it gives you an idea of the setting. Imagine, if you can, the blazing intensity of the sun.
Lots of birds flitting around eating the food provided at our hotel, or feeding from the flowers. I could at least, with help, identify the first. He's a Coleirinha, a type of New World sparrow.
And he, or she, is a humming bird.
By night, pleasantly cool with a clear, dark sky. Frogs and cicadas calling in the forest, and toads hunting in the darkness.