The last weekend in October I traveled to Nicaragua. My tourist visa was about to expire and I also needed to visit one of the hotels I work for there, Jicaro Island Ecolodge. And I was so happy that I had finally convinced one of my local friends to go with me. Traveling alone can be nice at times – reflective, peaceful – but also can be incredibly boring. Plus, it was his first time traveling outside of the country so it was really fun to see him get his first passport stamp.
It was such a relaxing but busy three days on the Island. While it’s only about an acre in size, you really can’t get bored there. There is always something to do. Cocktail classes, traditional meals, sunset boat tours and just hanging out on our casita’s hammock, enjoying the warm sunshine. We even played Monopoly one night in which I lost miserably.
On a sunny morning we took a taxi into Granada and I gave him a tour of the city (I’m getting pretty good at giving this tour!), eventually ending up at the Chocolate Museum and Cafe. Granada is generally hotter than the Island because there are very few trees so we refreshed ourselves with a delicious iced chocolate drink. I’m not sure what was in it but it was good to the very last drop.
On our way back to Tamarindo, our taxi driver dropped us off in San Juan del Sur, a small beach community about 30 minutes from the border. We took a walk on the beach and while it was a lovely cove, it had to have been one of the dirtiest beaches I’ve ever been on. Normally I’ll pick up trash as I see it but we would have needed lots of people, several hours and lots and lots of large Hefty bags in order to pick up all the trash that had accumulated on the shore. It was really a sad sight to see.
I had just enough time to get home, unpack, do laundry and have my clothes be almost dry before we took off again for a weekend in Guiones. This time, there was no work scheduled. I was there to celebrate my birthday with friends and do a lot of surf photography. That’s all I wanted for my birthday this year. My friend spent hours each day surfing and I spent hours on the shore photographing. On my birthday night, we went to a friend’s house for dinner. I really couldn’t have asked for a better day.
On the drive home, we stopped at Avellanas and Negra, two other beaches known for great surf along the Nicoya Peninsula. Of course, as usual, the GPS took us down a crazy road that ended at a river. I’m totally sure there was a road on the other side of the river but we weren’t going to find out…we turned around and found the regular road to Avellanas. Always an adventure when you’re driving in Costa Rica.
Returning home, I again had just enough time to unpack, do laundry and repack as I was heading out the door again for another set of travels…more on that to come in the next few weeks.
Enjoy the slideshow…