El Blog de San José #13

domingo, el 10 de enero 2016

La hora loca: 19:21

Free pancakes and pineapple for breakfast, a dirty pool, a garden of painted tires and a heavenly view of the ocean are what I woke up to this morning.  We vacated the hostel and heeded the advice of the guy at the front desk: buy bus tickets to San José before heading to the beach otherwise we’d be stuck in Quepos for a while.  So we made the pilgrimage, bought the bus tickets and were at the beach before 8:30am, just in time for the sun to start getting hot.

Backpackers in the Basement

Backpackers in the Basement

People at Backpackers Must be Tired

People at Backpackers Must be Tired

View from Breakfast

View from Breakfast

Our morning at the beach was characterized by cat calling, rolling waves of stinging salt, horrendous sunburn despite sunscreen and a bunch of rocks.  Surprisingly there weren’t hardly any shells to be found.  Winding away from the ocean was a large stream teeming with fish, tadpoles and birds.  The best part: the alligator warning sign.

It was a lucky thing we bought the bus tickets early.  All bus rides through 8pm were sold out by the time we showed up at the bus station at 2pm.  At 2:30, we were on the road.

Gotta Love the Sombra (Shade)

Gotta Love the Sombra (Shade)

Benvenido a la Playa

Benvenido a la Playa

Writing in the Sand

Writing in the Sand

Manuel Antonio Beach

Manuel Antonio Beach

Lounging Around

Lounging Around

Little Piece of Paradise

Little Piece of Paradise

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