Boulder...but South

Trip Start Jul 18, 2010
Trip End Sep 08, 2010

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Flag of Costa Rica  , Province of Puntarenas,
Saturday, August 28, 2010

Realizing that we have WAY TOO MUCH S*%T for the public bus system of Costa Rica we decided to jump on board the “gringo bus.” (I know, what a hypocrite!) The nice thing about the gringo-bus is that it is a door-to-door service, making life easier on all of us gringos who overpack for vacation. We left from our hotel and headed into La Fortuna where we picked up a few more people. Next, we traveled to Puntarenas and took the ferry to Paquera. The ferry ride took about an hour; the weather and scenery were beautiful. I saw a big turtle swimming along the side of the boat. In Paquera we boarded another mini-bus that drove us to Montezuma. The drive from the ferry in Paquera to Montezuma was crazy. The road was “paved” with lots of twists, turns and hills. In Costa Rica the double yellow line means nothing, if you think you can pass, you go for it, but don't forget your courtesy honk of “get out of my way.” Our favorite part of the trip was a sign posted in front of almost every bridge on the trip that said, “puente en mal estada,” which literally translates to “bridge in bad state.” One of these bridges required a detour that made us drive down the gully just to the left of the bridge and over the new bridge which was a bunch of gravel piled over a big culvert. Let's just say we were really happy it wasn't raining! Once in town we were dropped off at our hotel, Amor de Mar. We stayed here for three nights. This was a nice looking place with a great patio that looked out over the ocean where the waves would break on the big rocks. Our room had a private wrap around deck complete with mini fridge and rocking chairs.  After we settled in we walked into town. Montezuma is a small town made up of one street that is about 2 blocks long. I liked to call it, Boulder...but south because of all the hippies selling their handicrafts, among other things. We wandered into a bar called Chico's bar and did not leave until after dark. We met some really great people that night. A local who calls Las Vegas home that visits for 3 months every year for fishing and Wayne, an Aussie who works as a captain of a yacht.The next day we walked up a really steep hill (it put my 'cuesta' to shame) to get to a butterfly garden. It was OK. The tour guide was gone so we paid half price to walk through on our own. During our tour we only saw 3 different types of butterflies, maybe there were more, but we are not experts on butterflies.We spent a little time on the shore, but we were too afraid to go deeper than knee high in the water because the riptides in Montezuma are really bad. Then, once again, we packed up shop to head to our next destination...Domincal!
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way to go paul, you always bring to much s**t.

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