Every Cloud Has A Silver Lining

Costa Rica. Rich Coast. Ill say. Almost like driving back into the

United states, Costa Rica reminded us we were still actually in

Central America by the way chaos ensued after a terrible auto crash on

the highway near Liberia and people were driving one way all over both

lanes as well as utilizing the bumpy sides of the roads while one lone

police officer tried in vain to organize things. We were also reminded

in the harshest of ways when we parked in a guarded parking lot of a

hostel, went inside for a quick game of scrabble and a beer, and

returned to the van only to find two cameras and an iPhone stolen.

Needless to say I was devastated as I lost a ton of pictures from the

last week or so, that I had yet to upload to the computer. Photography

is a passion of mine and of all my possesions for sure my camera is

one very close to my heart. That being said, it could be worse. The

robbers were kind enough to only make a slight tear in the screen

window and close the window once they were through stealing our

things. We still have the computer with ALL the pictures and we are

still healthy and in one piece. So as our German friend Daniel always

reminds us... It could be worse.

And the silver lining you ask? Well after the evening of the robbery 

in Puerto Viejo on the Caribbean coast, I was not feeling very 

impressed of my very first encounter with the Caribbean, so I was keen 

to pack up and head back to the Pacific. We eventually decided to move 

towns and spend a second and final night on the east coast. As we 

drove into the small town of Cahuita there was already a different 

feeling. We had lunch at a local restaurant, fajitas with a kick of 

Jamaica served up by a beautiful patua speaking woman with a huge afro, bright 

yellow tights and the booty to fill it out too! As we drove around to go and find the 

national park where there was apparently a small campground we were 

called out to by a young owner of a hostel who was stoked on the van 

and keen to check it out. He immediately offered his parking spot to 

us for the night. On second thought he took us to playa negra where it 

would be fine to camp on the beach. Then on final reflection he took 

us to his friend Camerons house who has a beautiful house near the 

beach as well as a closed in parking spot for our van. They were all 

so keen to help us out and have been showing us all the local fruits 

as well as the local poison dart frogs that live in the garden.

It was an amazing redemption to the initial impression of the 

Caribbean and through these new friends we have been able to really 

discover the true beauty of this somewhat hidden gem of Costa Rica. So 

even though I will be lacking in pictures for the next while, I will 

not be lacking in memories and great experiences. 

Here are some pictures from a couple weeks ago, before the camera incident:

Local Fisherman

Hanging out by the pier. We are such big deals that we all get our own benches.

Daniel and the waves

Enjoying the sunset at Playa Grande #1267

This is what dreams are made of

You remember this painting that we got done in Sayulita? I think it was prophetic of the amazing camp spot we found at Playa Marbella. As soon as we arrived we knew we found our special spot, frozen in time.

Pure bliss... need I say more?... Things definitely could be worse