Well, I finally made it to Costa Rica! The people and their ways are called “tico” and I’ve been here just long enough to have a tiny bit of it rub off on me. It fits! I love this little beach town we landed in – Brasilito.
My daughter, Vanessa, is along for the ride – for the first two weeks anyway – and adding a ton of fun to my initial in-country experiences, just like she did when we went to the Philippines last year.
After flying Southwest Airlines and landing in the northern city of Liberia around 10:30 pm, we discovered the airport has no ATM! Luckily, they take US dollars or we would have been in trouble. All over SE Asia, I had become used to grabbing some local money in the airports.
A restless, uncomfortable and ridiculously expensive overnight stay in a very basic “airport” hotel in the middle of nowhere, was replaced in the morning by a shuttle ride through lush, green country roads and finally being greeted by Marcello at Hotel Brasilito, directly across from a mile-long stretch of sand.
We have had four fabulous days in this little town – strolling the beach, seeing a whale slapping its tail just beyond the beach, riding a banana boat, spending a few hours playing with the underwater GoPro, visiting nearby ritzy Playa Flamingo, and touring the fantastic Westin Golf Resort (the next post detailing that will blow you away) and tasting the local cuisine – trying a total of six different restaurants. But perhaps the greatest undertaking was learning the true meaning of “Pura Vida”, the national motto which means literally “the pure life.”
Relaxing was the goal for this portion of our trip and boy, did we succeed. Just take a look at the lady in the hammock. Next up Monteverde – monkeys, sloths, aerial canopy walkways and zip-lining – oh, my!