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TravelPod Member ReviewsCabinas Manolo Drake Bay
When I decided to go to Osa I imagined an isolated bug ridden sweaty experience. Cabinas Manolo is amazing! I skyped with my credit card company from their place (in the jungle,) they have a very nice restaurant with great "naturales," a warm and knowledgeable staff, and clean clean rooms. I was very impressed.
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... we arrived last night in San Jose, and it wasn't until late this morning, as our flight ascended from the runway of Juan Santamaria airport on our way to the town of Drake Bay, located on the the beautifully-isolated Osa peninsula, that I knew that Lil Buddha had finally forgiven me. But the trip alone still was not enough - I had to swear to Lil Buddha that I would never, ever forget to take him on a trip again.
I had ...
... ever seen a whale before - got to see it blow and then it's tail from a distance - it was massive! I cheered and threw my arms in the air, was so cool especially seeing as whale season has ended, so we were very lucky. Came back showered and chilled. Wondered where Harsha had gone but he slept all afternoon. Loaded his photos onto my ipad when he woke up. Doreen and Benjamin last night so we ate out at place where Ivo and ...
... and then hold without damaging the butterfly's delicate wings. We then identified which species we had caught using a field sheet of the most commonly found species in the area.
In the evening I went round to Osa to use their wifi to start my online Christmas shopping! When I get back I will only have a couple of days to buy presents for everyone so I thought I best make a ...
... The weather was rainy and cloudy so you couldn’t really see anything, and it was just walking for the sake of walking.
Near the summit, I contemplated just turning back as would I actually get any sense of self satisfaction by reaching the top (I’d much rather prefer being dry and eating some chicken). In the end I bumped into some French guys who persuaded me, so went and touched the flag, got the world’s most unenthusiastic picture, thought oh that was ...
... animal sighting. Who knows, maybe next time I won't even bring a camera. Maybe.
That evening we returned by boat to the Flutterby house in Uvita, our little paradise hostel by the bioluminescent ocean, where we cooked some vegan nachos, poured ourselves some coffee with a cheeky little splash of baileys in it, and read ourselves to sleep in our tent. What we expected to be the wildest day of our travels turned out to be pretty tame, but incredibly ...