By this time, I had already been to Costa Rica twice. But as Scott and
I were trying to plan a new place to explore, I felt that it was my
duty to spread the love of this small Central American country to
of all the places to go, I figured a quiet week on the beach was just
what we needed. So we flew out of San Jose to the Nicoya Peninsula.
stayed at in a small cottage, 2 miles down a pot-holed ridden, rain
washed road just above Montezuma. It was owned by a local tico and his
New Jersey wife. The sounds of their two laughing daughters could be
heard amongst the roaring of the local Howler monkeys who shared the
trees near by. Also in those trees where little Spider monkeys who
would often come on our deck to beg for bananas and other fruit.
the walk to down was a long trek, the walk to the river was quick, as a
trail right outside out cottage led straight down.Scott
and I often would walk down to the river and then follow it down a ways
until it cascaded into a multi-tiered waterfall. The waterfalls are
often a meeting place for tourists staying in town for more than two
days and cliff jumping is a wonderful way to bond.There
is something about diving 50 feet off a cliff into a brown pool with
unknown depths that will take the breath out of you (and that's without
belly splatting). I think it is the complete lack of control. So often,
as with the case with zip lining, you are safely strapped in and the
environment is controlled. With cliff jumping, it's keep to your form
and in you go.
But yes, we did zip line. I zip lined in Costa
Rica 9 years ago and as it was Scott's first time, it just seems like
something everyone should do. Flying high above the jungle canopy is an
oddly calming experience. It's quiet and for just a moment you feel
just the wholeness of the nature around you.Scott
and I spent several days on the beach and between walking and body
surfing our hunger had to be satisfied somewhere and with the many
splendid local restaurants in town this was not hard. We just had to
remember that we still had a 3 mile walk back to the cottage.
of our days was spent taking a boat tour to la Isla de Tortuga where we
swam, picnicked, and snorkeled. As it was monsoon season, the waters
were a bit murky, but the aquatic life was still amazing. I love
snorkeling and SCUBA diving. Like soaring through the air, being
submerged underwater brings a sense of calm and peace to me. However,
since it was Scott's first time in the open ocean and first time
snorkeling, he got a bit sea sick and was glad for lunch on the beach......where local boars also take a reprise from the heat. Many
evenings were spent listening to the rain fall on the tin roof of the
cottage and watching the lightening strike far off in the ocean.