Last Week in Paradise

In reflection: my memory is horrible, and only getting worse by the minute...

So here is what I remember of my last week in CR as I'm trying to re-live the memories. We got up at the butt crack of dawn (5am) to catch a bus to Mal Pais. It was a looonngg ride...8 hrs. Which not only includes the bus ride, but a ferry that carries our bus across the penisula. The view of course, was amazing. Our final destination is a small (one main strip) beach town called Santa Teresa. The waves here are every surfer's wet dream, and the water is like crystal clear bath water. Our home here was called Point Break...haha, but no Keanu Reeves to be found...damn! Sandra and I were zonked out at 6pm that night, that's right you heard right, after that long bus ride, we were done. But we made sure to lather up in bug repellent cause the walls did not connect with the roof and left a considerable gap for all the mosquitoes to come in for a midnight snack. The next mornin' we were up early and refreshed from our 12 hrs of sleep ;). We had breakfast and then went straight to the beach for some sun, followed by a long dusty walk into town to rent an ATV. Using the ATV to get around was soooo much fun! It also allowed us to go into the neighboring towns of Mal Pais, and Cobano. It's so silly how you get whistled at just because you're two girls on one ATV. Silly boys...tricks are for kids. After doing two days of basically nothing (awesome), we took a tour...destination, Isla Tortuga. The tour included a 2 hour hike through the rainforest, where we got up close and personal (really personal...Sandra got peed on by one of the capuchin monkeys) with Howler and capuchin monkeys. We also got a glimpse of the endangered Macaw. The trek was quite an experience, especially the part through the muddy field, well at first we thought it was mud, but actually turned out to be a field of crap. Yep we counted about 6-9 different types of shit. The poor Auzzie girl with us did it barefoot (which by the way, is the best way to get worms) cause she didn't bring any shoes, just flipflops. The hike was through the forest and out towards the beach where we got on a boat for a ride out to Isla Tortuga for some sun, snorkeling, and good grilled mahi mahi. On the way back the guide, Emilio (who still by the way owes me a free tour, for guessing his ethnicity...friggen Dominicans ;)) passed us by Montezuma. This is where the hippies are known to congregate and where there is a large waterfall with a hugh waterpool to swim in. It was beautiful! Our last night here was relatively calm, especially since the power went out for about an hour. Imagine being in the middle of the rainforest/beach with absolutely no light...lemme tell ya, it was dark. After the power came back on the club around the corner from our hotel was goin' off (it was hip hop night), but Sonnie and I just weren't in the clubbin' mood. Next time we will definitely hit up La Lora Amarilla. Back to San Jose where we did some last minute souvenir shopping and then off to Atlanta for a one night lay over with my parents.