The last of the Carribbean
Trip Start Aug 12, 2010
135Trip End Sep 23, 2011
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From Monteverde we took a 6am bus. Our aim today was to reach Puerto Viejo de Talamanca, a beach resort literally at the end of the Carribean road. We had to make a change at the capital San Jose. In San Jose we had to have our wits about us as the coach stations are notoroiusly dangerous. This became apparent straight away as we met a boy at the station who had just had is bag snatched, fortunately he run down the road and got it back!!!
After a short walk up and down Calle 7 we managed to locate the Caribbean coach station.
Whilst walking along I managed to upset a shop owner as I stupidly stood in his wet cement in front of his drive, I made sure we crossed the road and upped our paces!
Once we arrived in Talamanca we immediately felt this rustifarian vibe as everyone is laid back, there are green, yellow and red (Bob Marley) flags hanging from every window and the smell of the sizzling bbq wafting through the air. We found a nice hotel with a slightly dingy communal kitchen, there must of been toads living under the cabinets as we saw them so much whilst cooking. We soon found once the food was cooked, eating may be difficult since there was not a knife, fork or spoon in sight, nice! Anyhows the room was adequate with hot showers and cable tv. We then went to the supermarket to stock up for the next 2 days, self-catering was much cheaper here and we wanted to save abit for Bocas del Toro, our next destination.
Talamanca is the typical rustic carribean surf town, the town is world renowned for the Salsa Brava wave that sweeps across sharp rocks and coral, not for the amateur! As this was the case the main reason for visiting Talamanca was to lay on a beach for the day and catch up on some much needed rays, especially after the cloudforest of Monteverde. The coast is surrounded by a a thick jungle reserve that holds sloths, monkeys and snakes, but we saw none :-( When the Spanish come here in the 1600's they thought that the jungle was impassable, and too thick to inhabit so decided to go up coast to Mexico.
On the 3rd day we packed up and got the local bus to the Costa Rica-Panama border. From the border we then got a taxi to Alimante, the port town for Bocas del Toro.