March 12 Perspective

Last day in Costa Rica, and we get some time in the ocean!
We slowly gather all the pieces of of our trip (people, cars, water, snacks), and start the trek to Manuel Antonio Park. Apparently we're in for a day of lush scenery, exotic animals, and a near-perfect beach. We deserve it.
We weave through the mountains...all the way up, and all the way down to the ocean side. Stopping in Jaco (famous surf town), we grab some much needed food. I order my favourite breakfast, Huevos Rancheros.

We're treated to a song (romantic) as our food arrives. I'm in a happy place.

Through another few surf towns, and some flat farmland (we haven't seen much in Costa Rica), we arrive to Playa Bejuca; the location of Doug's vacation home. We're like kids in a candy store, playing in the surf and soaking in the rays. The beach is massive, and we can't see 10 people.

We retreat to the pool to enjoy some snacks and get some rest. We reflect with Manuel on the trip thus far, as Mark hammers out a blog. It's great compound, and Kim is excited, as she's returning with her husband in a few months to stay at Doug's place.

Evening is upon us and we rush to catch the sunset at Villa Caletas; perched on a cliff, overlooking the ocean, with a steep amphitheatre incorporated into the restaurant/bar. Tough to describe, but let's just say they must have some epic events here. Apparently you can watch the sunset and then stars, with a drink of your choice, with a pianist or classical group playing. Sounds terrible.

We enjoy a gourmet meal, and head for the cars in the rain. It's a long haul back to San Jose, and we're all bagged from the sun, surf and long week. BUT, we're going out to dance! It's another late night, and the music ranges from great local latin rhythms, to the terrible sounds of Reggaeton. I drive (DD) for the first time in 2 weeks, which is a rush, and aggresive driving is the norm here. Doug and Alicia are dancing machines, and Mark gets a late-night call with Jess. Kim opted for a night in to recharge, hopefully she get a few extra hours for us too. Tomorrow we're on the Tica Bus again...OIY. Nicaragua here we come!!
CGD