Tuesday, April 22, 2008

Tamarindo

Buenos dias from Tamarindo!

We left La Fortuna's rainforest climate and upon hitting the province of Guanacaste the climate did a complete 360. Instead of humid, overcast, and rain every 5 minutes, we hit a very dry, hot, sunny, and barren area after driving for about an hour and a half. Crazy.

One thing that we failed to mention was a thrilling moment when we were hiking up from the waterfall in Fortuna. Everyone knows that Europeans are famous for sporting nut huggers at the beach. As we were hiking up, this elderly and clearly European man was hiking down in his hiking boots, speedo, and purple, unbuttoned, button down shirt tucked into his speedo.

Anyway, back to Tamarindo. This is an awesome surf town that has a left and right beach break with some hidden rocks around the cove. The mountains come down to the water at some spot and it really looks like what you would see on LOST. We were supposed to stay at this one hostel that has some obsession with cows (everything was painted to look like a cow) but when I went to talk to the lady using as much spanish I could muster, I still had no idea what she was saying and decided it just wasn't a good idea. We ended up finding a sweet place to stay right across from the beach, Cabinas de Marielos. Marielos is this extremely kind woman who runs the hostel. She gave us a beer when we got there, pointed out iguanas and told us where we should eat, etc. We rented surfboards and got out there yesterday to hit some sizable waves. Ian did really really well for his first time. After that we went back to our room and talked to our neighbors. Two guys are staying in the room next to us and they are from Ottowa and Toronto. The one guys name is Mike and the other one we are not quite sure of. I think his name is Narmin and Ian thinks it is Harmin. I just started to call him Garmin and that is what I will call him for the rest of our time here. They are really cool and I think we'll try to hangout with them tonight. Last night, after only having a cup of coffee to drink ALL DAY and no food, we ventured out to find this pizza place. After walking all around the town in the heat, dust, and being completely famished and irritated we finaaly decided to get the map for the place and just drive. It was worth it. The pizza was awesome and it came accompanied with about 23434 mosquito bites.

This morning I got up at 630 and went to the beach. Thats all for now. Chao.

Sunday, April 20, 2008

La Fortunana

Hola familia y amigos! Escribiendo de La Fortuna, ole!!


San Jose was an interesting experience but was basically a dump. I´m glad we stayed there though because the hostel was super chill and there were people from all over the world there. Although it seemed pretty poor and dirty, all of the people were genuinely kind to us. We ventured out downtown for dinner and we thought that the cab driver said it would be 11,000 colones, which equals about 22 bucks for a 3 minute drive. It wasn´t until later that we realized it was 1,100 colones, which is about $2.25 haha. I guess we deserved it for our slow money math converting skills and being rookie travellers. Lesson learned. After dinner we headed back to the hostel just in time to see the fire show. This Tico had devil sticks that were lit on fire at both ends and was throwing them into the air. As he was doing this, this French chick was playing a bongo. I thought that was cool, but what was cooler was what happened a few minutos later. A group of the most random people formed a cirlce and starting singing and playing musica. The fire guy, some tall white English speaking guy playing the guitar, and a group of 3, as Ian says, ´yo boys´ (who you really wouldn´t think would take a vaca like this), and the long gray haired hippi fellow got together. North Dakota white boy played the guitar, the yo boys started singingreggae freestyling (they actually had amazing voices). Long Haired Hippi was sitting on the wall doing some sort of hippi dance that involved slapping his leg followed by throwing a punch to the ground and ending with a ´Chhhyeaahh!´ and a fist pump. Ian and I went over to listen but then they ran away from us. As they played, however, a hippi chick with dreaded pigtails came over and started moving around to the musica and they didn´t run from her. Lesson learned: having dreads and the ability to fist pump will make you friends in foreign countries.

La Fortuna: Breathtaking. San Jose was not really what I thought Costa Rica was all about, but this little town is exactly what my mind conjured up when I would think rainforest, volcano, hotsprings, etc. Originally, we were to stay at Arenal Backpackers Resort, another budget hostel. As we drove around town and couldn´t find it, we decided to check out Tabacon Thermal Spa Resort. Ian will continue from here...

HOLA!!! Although we have mentioned it before, words cannot express how great of a decision it was to get the GPS. I am not sure if we brought this up before, but no streets, highways, or anything has signs. Plus Lisa has a picture of what the GPS map was showing us and it basically looks like a spaghetti noodle all crinkled up. So we venture into La Fortuna and cannot find the place we are staying. Also the clouds are covering the top of the Volcano. So we decide to hit the Tabacon Hot Springs which are natural springs that flow from the volcano so they are heated. Since we can´t fine the hostel nor see the volcano we decide that we deserve to live the lavish lifestyle for two days. Makes sense. So we decide to book rooms as the resort. I won´t get into it too much, but the room has a jacuzzi, a back deck overlooking a rainforest, and also hot water which was a significant upgrade from previous experiences. We deserve it.

I´d get into more detail about Saturday´s adventures, but we went to the amazing hot springs, went to dinner, and then decided to take a quick catnap around 7. I woke up at 4 a.m. Maybe this is that jet lag thing all the people talk about. So after about 20 minutes of deciding what our vacation options would be at 4 a.m. we decided that it may be best to just let this sleep thing keep on goin.

My writing skills will not be able to do justice for our adventures today. You´ll have to see the pictures. Around 10 a.m. we took a zip line canpoy tour that took us high up on a mountain and featured 16 zip lines all the way down. This was amazing. These lines took us over canyons, rivers, etc and ranged from 100 meters to over 500 meters long. I´d convert that for you, but that would assume i knew something about how long a meter is.

After another quick stop at the natural hot tubs, we ventured about 2 miles to La Fortuna Falls. This is by far the highlight. There is about a 1 mile drive along what may or not be described as a road, followed by about a 10 minute hike down to the falls. This waterfall spills into a quary where people swim at the base. The falls were touristy enough that there was a beaten trail, but still maintained its natural environment. If anyone has seen the Robin Hood with Kevin Costner it kinda looks like the scene where Kevin Costner is taking a bath. Only in this case everyone was treated to my behind instead of his. I am not sure if this was an upgrade for all involved or not. I´d like to think it was. As we dive into the pool at the base of the falls the skies opened up with a huge downpour. However all those involved ( Lisa, myself, a German couple, and 3 dudes trying to swim under the falls) just threw our hands up to welcome the rain. It was amazing.

On the drive back we stopped at a local merchant who we thought was selling hammocks. Just thought it was an interesting shop. Upon walking in we were greated by an exciting individual who proceeded to show us his ¨office¨ where he made all of his hammocks and jewelry. Basically my man just hung out, listened to tunes, and made hammocks on his porch. I am buying a hammock from this man. So taking a quick mental measurement of my back deck I purchase a hammock that will certainly get some use when we get home.

We are now on our way to dinner, night time at the hot sppring spa, and an evening at the local ¨Discotek¨. Sounds good to me. Hasta luego.

Back to Lisa: Mis amigos, te amo mucho y pura vida!!!!

Friday, April 18, 2008

San (Noway) Jose

Welp, we arrrived to the fine city of San Jose safe and sound. We were welcomed by a downpour of rain, psychotic drivers, and speedy mopeds. All I have to say is, thank the lord for creating the person who invented the Garmin. It would have been hell trying to find our way to our first hostel, Costa Rica Backpackers, from the aeropuerto. In fact, I doubt we would have made it at all. Chances are we would have been either a) captured by banditos, b) been swindled by currency exchange conmen, or c) literally drowned in the heavy rain. I did have a plan for scenario a. I was going to bring my Northrop Grumman badge and tell the bandito that the stars meant that I worked for el presidente de los Estados Unidos and that they would die if they hurt me.

Anyway, we are here at our hostel and have made friends with an English girl named Holly AND a spotted cat that is sleeping on this random futon. Hopefully going to meet more friends and jsut hangout at the hostel tonight. Everyone is very kind and nice so far.

Ian´s Editorial Side Note- I don´t know a lot about the internet so I am using Lisa´s spot to add my own thoughts. I probably won´t even know how to read this when I get back. Anyway, having really only spent time in the 3 most popluar cities in the U.S. (Baltimore City, Ocean City, and Atlantic City) this has been a relative culture awakening for me already. For starters people don´t speak English. Who woulda known? Even people that are staying with us from England speak something that resembles English, but I have no idea what they are a saying half the time anyway. So my 8 day strategy for everyone I meet is to smile and nod a lot. When we first arrived it was raining, our room looked like a scene from The Wire, and the city was more then intimitating. Then I got a beer. And that beer was just called ¨Pilsner¨. And that beer also cost $1. Lets just say things turned around rather quickly. Although the Friday afternoon beer normally improves things, this beer actually made the sun come out and filled the common area here with people from all over the world. I´m glad we decided to do this hostel thing to try and meet folks as opposed to staying in swank hotels and have drinks with umbrellas. There is some really old guy with gray hair down to his knees, a tie dye T-shirt, and some sort of mesh sack that seems to live here. Needless to say this man will be my friend by tomorrow, if only for my Father´s sake. Tonight there is some sort of dinner and fire show by the pool. So I am sold on both those things. That is all I got. Lisa walked away, lets see if I can figure out how to post this.