On Christmas Eve (day 54), Danielle and I met at 9:00 with an English-speaking tour guide we'd briefly met the day before for our coffee tour. Throughout the tour we learnt about the entire plant-to-cup process of coffee manufacturing and about how the farm at Selva Negra operates on a daily basis as well as the history of the establishment. I will try to remember the various steps of the process and detail them in the photo captions below, but the overall thing I learnt from the tour is that producing coffee takes an incredible amount of work. Coffee should be worth far more money than we pay for it in the Western world and honestly the reason coffee isn't astronomically expensive is mostly due to the fact that it's produced in developing countries where most companies pay their coffee-producing workers very poor wages. By no means am I trying to guilt anyone for drinking coffee, I was just very surprised at how much work and time goes into a cup of java.
Following our coffee tour, Danielle and I chilled out back at the hotel for a little bit until heading over to the restaurant where we had Christmas dinner reservations. When I had made the reservations for accommodations at Selva Negra back in Mexico, the person I'd been in correspondence with had invited Danielle and I to reserve for a special Christmas dinner they were to be having on Christmas Eve. How it worked was we pick the main course (either Chicken, Beef, or Pork), and they supply all the sides. I chose the chicken, and Danielle chose the beef. Dinner was served in courses and was delicious and absolutely huge. I received literally half a baked chicken. After dinner, Danielle and I had never been so full in our lives.
Christmas Day was spent exchanging a small amount of gifts we'd picked out for each other while in Antigua with a CAD$20 limit at one of the grocery stores. We also made French Toast in our room for breakfast and then went on a hike up and then down the mountain in the thick fog. On the way down, the trail was so muddy we both slipped a couple times leading to some good laughs. After our hike it began to rain buckets and so we spent the rest of the day hanging out, calling family back at home, and watching Christmas films. For dinner, we had burgers at the restaurant.
On boxing day (day 56), Danielle and I left Selva Negra, and drove to Granada, where we'd booked a couple nights at a hostel.
NOTE: Take the below info on the coffee process with a grain of salt, I'm simply working from memory so I may mix up/get certain aspects of the process wrong.