Chocolate Milk in a 40′ Container
Friday, November 10th, 2006We took the gringo bus from Santa Elena to Tamarindo – it would have taken us like 16 hours to get there whereas for a few more bucks we got there in 4. Hmmm, let me think about that…
Anyway, we grabbed the Interbus with these guys from Chicago that went to a wedding somewhere in Monteverde and then were heading to the beach for a few days before going back to the frigid north. They were very entertaining and John was able to trash talk basketball with them. We stayed at Hostel Botella de Leche. In a 40′ container. With very little ventilation. And it was super hot. But the place was really chill and well, that is pretty much the whole town. Pretty chill. The funny part was that next door was the Hotel Chocolate. Which came first, the Chocolate or the Milk?
This was the first town where they had semi-interesting food – I had been feeling like total crap for a few days so vegetables and Subway were a fabulous addition to our diet which had consisted of Arroz con pollo or Casado which is some type of meat, potatoes, etc. Costa Ricans are firm believers in rice, beans, meat and fruit and that is about it. Not much variety. Oh and the tipical cheese – I can do without.
We did not do too much in this town. We wanted to see the turtles nesting but it was very expensive and we found out later that you pretty much sit on the beach and wait for someone to go find a turtle and then they march you over there to scare the turtle and then they take you back to your hotel. So we mostly just played in the waves (until John saw something resembling a shark and we got out – I never saw anything since I am totally blind without my glasses), walked on the beach, and did next to nothing. Which was awesome. I can see how people get stuck in these little towns and just never leave. Way too hot for a Seattlelite living in a container, but for others, I am sure it is heaven.
JohnCin