On Sunday we drove over the mountains to Santiago de los Caballeros for the annual carnival (but that's another story). With the end of the rainy season the trees were coming into flower and the hills were ablaze with the orange/red amapola trees.
The road verges were ablaze with flowers in the cooler mountain air - miles of wild impatiens.
An old man was drying cocoa on the side of the road - he was too shy to have his picture taken, but I got his shadow.
The island is crisscrossed with tectonic fault lines and here one plate has heaved itself up over 3ft on the right hand side, and these men were working to smooth the join for the traffic. Usually the movements are side to side.
Over the mountains now and the view of the sprawling city of Santiago from the restaurant at Camp David.