Wednesday, July 1, 2009
Final Costa Rica Post
As hard as it was to change the sunset-surfer title picture for our blog, it was much more difficult after 6 days to leave our little piece of paradise in Dominical. After our bus ride south we secured a room at Domilocos, a new hotel just south of the main part of the village. We ended up with the upstairs corner room, the only one with an exterior view. All of the other rooms looked in towards the courtyard. Loving our host and room, we decided to book for the rest of our time in Dominical. Each morning at 5:30 AM Bill would look out our window, across the pasture, through the row of palm trees to check out the surf. Without fail he´d be in the water by 6 AM on the board he had rented. Bill took full advantage surfing 10 times in the consistent and often big, well shaped, beach break waves. Friday morning was one particular session, highlighted by a double overhead set wave that scored him a perfect tube ride after the big drop. The pelicans outnumbered the surfers...Bill had died and gone to heaven. Each day was the same routine, Jessica slept in, buffet breakfast, beach time or adventure (one day we hiked to an amazing waterfall), sandwich at a spot on the beach, chill time in our room, evening rainstorm, more surfing, bed, repeat. We made some great friends, a Canadian couple, and many meals and activities were spent together. On our final night together we decided to splurge at our hotel´s amazing Italian restaurant. What was planned to be an early dinner, through confusion with Bill´s order, turned into a four hour affair, with the incredibly nice hotel owner, Michael, paying for our meal, making a special dish for Bill, then treating our table to every dessert on the menu. By the end none of us could stop laughing and all we wanted was for our Dutch host to stop feeding us and let us go to bed! In the morning after two bus rides through the mountain interior and a taxi ride from the bus station we were back in our hotel room in San Jose reorganizing our bags we had stored preparing for our morning flight further south.
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