The pure life. If you ever have an opportunity to visit Costa Rica, I highly recommend it. It's a place of wild beauty, friendly people and fabulous food. Be ready for exceptionally slow service though.
We arrived in Liberia pretty late and since the rental car place was closed, we had a van drive the lot of us to our house. I have to say it was pretty scary, passing on curves, riding peoples asses, pretty sure we were not going to make it, but we did. We found our beds and crashed for the night. I woke up at 5am and got to see our view for the first time. We sat nestled on the side of a hill, overlooking the sea.
We spent the week playing in the pool, drinking too much, laughing so much my face hurt, hiking up and down our road to town, and doing some exploring. The road to town had flowers, and lizards and howler moneys. I think Lori H. was REALLY good at imitating them.
Tamarindo is known as a popular place to surf. Big swells for the experienced and little ones for us newbies. Lori S. and I got an instructor while Lori H. just rented a board since she knew what she was doing. We spent the next two hours falling off the board. I managed to ride 3 waves into the shore after about 100 attempts. I think Lori did about the same. Battered and bruised with big smiles we went looking for some liquid refreshment. Lots of friendly faces in Tamarindo. I was told that I was loved a couple times by strangers. We found some interesting souveniers and headed back to the house.
Our next trip was to Rio Perdido. It was a bit of a drive and turned out to be quite the adventure. We had a Hyundai rental car. Not exactly the vehicle designed for the "backroads" of Costa Rica. We were fine until about 5 miles from our destination when the road turned to fist sized rocks, pot holes and dirt. Going about 5 miles an hour, hitting our heads on the car windows and feeling a bit nauseated we arrived. It's a beautiful resort in the middle of nowhere with hot springs, zip lining, white water tubing, I even jumped off a huge rock into the river below. Pretty brave for me. We spent the entire day having fun. It was dark now. When I say dark in the US it's different. There are lights everywhere, here in the jungles of Costa Rica there are no lights except for the random homes. We loaded in the car and left, in the dark, in a Hyundai, on that road. I was certain we were going to pop a tire. We should have had a physical map but were only relying on sketchy cell phone service for our return. Of course we got lost, low on gas, everyone grumpy, Lori needing a bolster seat to see over the fogged up window, but we made it. We found a gas station, back tracked and found our way home. A two hour drive turned to four but all was good. After that adventure a trip four hours away to the volcano was shot down by everyone. I'd recommend staying in different spots throughout the trip if you want to explore more.
Costa Rica is definitely one of my favorite places that I've visited. Wild and beautiful and friendly. Pura Vida.