Cabinas Casa Verde Puerto Viejo

... side. We hopped in the backseat of one of Roy´s friend´s car headed East. It was dark when we arrived, and the place is a little dicey, but we´ll see how it is tomorrow. Since we had a huge lunch, we decided to keep it light for dinner. "Meat-On-A-Stick" and Ice Cream. If the town is lame, we´re outta here and on to Panama. It´s extremely hot and humid, so could be a long night. That´s all for now. Gotta share the internet! Hasta luego.<br><br>B&amp;A<br>

... for all of us. After that, I was relaxed enough to put in my earbuds and tune out the world. The adventure wasn't quite over yet, though. When we got to San Jose, there was the usual cluster of taxi drivers waiting to pick up passengers. I flagged one down and told him where we were going, and he tried to tell me the last bus for Puriscal had already left. It was 8:50, and I knew the last bus wasn't until 10; I told him so, in my broken Spanish. He called his friend ...

... hi, so I popped into the bar. Next thing I know the 3 of us have hooked up with this American guy Mike, I've sorted out a room for the night with the bar owner (another Brit called Roger) and we're sitting on Mike's balcony supping beer after beer. En route to the balcony we'd got chatting to an American conspiracy theorist called Cliff, who's a mid-fifties throwback to a forgotten generation. "It was the CIA wot done it, man ...

... nous avions le mosquitaire pour nous proteger, on a choisi l´insect. Ceci dit, le mosquitaire est inutil contre les moustiques...j´en ai tué 20 dans mon mosquitaire avant de me lever. Ce qui est unique de la maison, c´est qu´il n´y a pas de mur. Tout est couvert de mosquitaire. On peut entendre tout comme si on est dans le jungle. Le matin, on entend les pérroquets, puis les congos et puis le rest du jungle. Il y a deux cuisines....une ...

... To sum things up another way, we could refer to this as God´s backyard, and it would be a perfect description. Dad will be proud...I ate a fish a couple of nights ago. No, not a filet, not cut up and grilled. A fish. Eyeball, fin, scales and all. I tackled it. Ate it to the bone. It was delicious. Tomorrow I believe we have free internet in our hotel, so we´ll try to post tomorrow night. Dan, Liz, and Katie.

... em Bungalow gelief**t - was fu** ein Luxus. :-)) Wir machten uns spaet** auf den Weg zur "Finca La Isla", direkt auss**halb von Pu**to Viejo. Dies ist eine ehemalige Kakao-Plantage, die zum botanischen Garten umfunktioni**t wurde. Es gehen dort relativ wenige Besuch** hin, da d** Garten sehr "naturbelassen" ist und keine "Schicki-Micki-Infrastruktur" bietet. Wir sahen dort u.a. einen Bromelien-Garten, viele v**schiedene Palmen, Vanille-Pflanzen, Pfeff**straeuche ...