Surf, sun, and lots of gringos!!
Trip Start Apr 21, 2010
18Trip End Jun 29, 2010
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anything but cheap. In fact, a lot of things are just as expensive or
more expensive than at home (especially in the resort gringo towns).
It's a good thing we didn't decide to walk because every hotel, restaurant or surf shop here is separated by long, twisty, and forked dirt roads that make you feel very alone and lost in the wilderness. Basically, you can't survive without an ATV or dirtbike here. Anyways, we arrived at the hostel and....it was closed. The restaurant told us they couldn't help us because they are seperate from the hostel. So here we are on a dark, quite jungle road wondering what we are going to do. Thankfully, the security guard saw us and was able to get us settled in in the dorm. Phew!
The next day, we explored the gorgeous surf beach which is everything a Pacific beach should be: beautiful, windy, rough, and rocky. Thanks to some smart planning in the '60s, it is prohibited to build closer than 200m from the beach, so it is beautifully pristine, clean, and all natural. The waves were intense, and the beach was beautiful white sand interspersed with rocky bluffs
After a few hours of grumbling about the price of food, surf lessons, and accommodations in Costa Rica and how much we suddenly missed Nicaragua, we decided to suck it up and relax in the hostel pool, which was quite a treat! We went to sleep at about 9 and woke up 2 and a half hours later to the unmistakable sounds of a wild party...Unfortunately this party was about 10 feet from our cabin and there was no glass on our windows. So we grudgingly put in earplugs and tried to get back to sleep, hoping this was a rare occurrence.
The next day, we woke up early to book our beginner surfing lessons at Juan's surfo shop, a local surf guru. He promised me he'd have us surfing in 30 minutes, so off we went to brave the waves. Turns out Juan did have us up and surfing in about 30 minutes, which was super super fun! The water was borderline hot and we both got burned AGAIN, despite 50 SPF sunblock (grrrrrr)
We then grabbed a six pack and waited till dusk to watch the really good surfers at high tide. It was pretty cool, but it started pouring and we ran back to our hostel and attempted to party but only lasted about 30 minutes because we were both so exhausted from our workout. Like clockwork, we woke up at 11:30 to the sounds of an even bigger party right outside our cabin. We were way too sober to try and join the festivities, so we ate cookies and grumbled about the lack of glass on the windows.
Off to catch the next big wave (probably more like another sunburn)!