Nosara Beach House

... face of Kelly's health problems, money issues, car troubles, bugs from hell, boy drama and the occasional slip back into old patterns, this has been the best decision I have ever made for myself. This lifestyle suits me, my friends, my home, my animals....and my dream of living by the beach...I can't ask for a better journey.

I did have to cancel my vision quest to Peru. Well, let's say, I postponed it. The timing just wasn't right ...

... and had a party. It was weird being around so many gringos....we like a more mixed crowd. So, we didn't stay long, but it was nice seeing fireworks here!

On July 6th we deposited our rent, rented a car, and drove back to Atenas to pick up all our luggage. It is a 5 hour drive due to the roads and construction. We also knew of a couple that were trying to get rid of their dog, Coco, who we love, so we picked her up as well. We renamed her Zuko ...

... plenty of eggs and a couple of local gringos trying to stop us and I'm guessing rob us of anything we had. It was dark, we shouldn't have been driving up there alone, and when we turned around to go back to take a missed turn to a beach, a dude was there in the road, grinning at us... Needless to say I didn't take the turn and just headed back to Nosara. The surf has been up and down, one day of really messy conditions followed by ...

Hi all  A quick note to let you know that all of the guests have arrived safely and things are in full swing, in anticipation for the wedding!  A group of us took surfing lessons this morning and at thins point some plans are being made for a fishing trip and zip line tour over the ...

First turtle night-sightings Local politics education Refuge president shot! Beach Yoga antics The series of early night continued after watching an amazing sunset and arranging to meet up at 2am with Kasia (crazy polish girl), Suki and Aki (Japanese couple - they've been traveling 2.5 years!) for a spot of turtle-laying watching. We were not disappointed. We saw over 30 turtles climbing up the beach, digging holes, popping their eggs out into deep nests; then camouflaging them ...

... pitch black people were popping out now and then asking if we wanted chronic etc...we totally did what every travel book tells you not too...finally we make it to this bar in the middle of nowhere, its freaking humid as balls...they have the beer price on a sign but would not give us that price..lol..they charged us like 200 colones more than the price on the sign Raf tried to argue with them...no luck...so we ended up buying like 36 cans of Imperial..then ...

... an ever increasing gale and we mutinied - he got even an took us into the volcano crater and up and out the other side - see the pictures 3) sliding - walking - leaping back down, up to our mid-calves, in finer lava "sand", though not as small as real sand, at about a thirty five degree angle. One of our party brought a sandboard and did a magnificent job of surfing down the "sand" on the first try. John and I walked down - we did a kind of loping stride that sank our feet into ...

... route inland as the hitching was likley to be better on the coast. When we approached Nicoya, she stopped at a truckstop and said she had no license so had to get the bus into the city. We went with her and said our goodbyes in Nicoya and explored the beautiful town. On our way out I ran into a friend Erick, who had actually helped to build the camp where we were staying. He came back with us to the camp and we had a bit of a returning party that night. Beautiful Sweet Home Caletes! x Sam and Lisa

... into the sea. It is pretty big. Are happy to have seen one but disappointed it was not closer. We all wait on the beach for about 10 minutes hoping it may come back and see what we think is its trail leading to and from the ocean. Then we walk along the beach further and up to the dunes. Suddenly I spot in a hole a huge turtle and realise that we were looking at the tracks of this one. I nudge Dave who is also astounded to see it in front of ...

... price this time. Since we had such an early flight home the next morning, we opted for the Gran Hotel Imperial, the most ironically named place I've ever seen: it was a bargain-basement budget option in a seedy part of this seedy city. Despite the dirty walls and bare-bones furniture, though, the place intrigued us with its gritty appeal. I enjoyed some beginner's luck with my first game of dominoes on the hotel balcony, but I spared Michael a sound beating ...