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Travel Blogs from Tamarindo
... on the tree and owls. The guide fed a crocodile and what i liked best- the monkeys. I got to feed them a banana. He pried my fingers open to get it. Will have pictures later The trip included a typical Tico or costa rican meal This evening we went to a school concert at the nearby shopping center. You should hear Joy to the World with marimba latin ...
... off coming to Tamarindo. A number of fellow travellers had warned us of how developed and touristy the place is. It was only the lure of surfing Witch's Rock and Ollie's Point that drew us (more correctly... me, persuading Mandy) in.
Indeed there is a Subway, a four star resort and a number of fellow gringos but you could hardly compare it's touristy three streets with the development of a Gold Coast. The beaches are amazing, the sunsets stunning, you are ...
... I couldn't get back up though because I could only flop about like a dying fish because of my wetsuits, I was wearing fins and I had all my heavy equipment on. I therefore had to get Tyler to literally pick me up from the floor so I could get up, embarrassing ha! The next advanced dive was a shark speciality, shock we saw no sharks again, that always happens on the shark specialty! I got to take my camera though as we weren't going to go any deeper ...
... drinks there, the headed home for the night.
The next morning, I actually slept in. I was feeling a little hungover. We really didn't even drink that much. I went for a morning run to try and sweat of my hangover.
After my run, the girls woke up and we had our morning chat with coffee. Cinde and T.J. let these women run there massage company on the back part of there lot, in trade they get some many massages per month.
Cinde and T.J. gifted ...
... and other members of the big cat family. We were aiming to get to
Volcan Poas to the north of San Jose and had thought of staying at a hotel
called the Las Flores in Heredia on the way, the only place we could find on
our route at our sort of price, but even with it “located” on the GPS never
found it! So we kept going up the increasingly badly maintained tar road
towards the volcano several thousand metres up in the hills above the capital.