Costa Rica, Day Five: August 19, 2014

Not many pictures today – today is the day Michael had to fly home to go back to work :(

Up all the stairs – the elevator is still broken and there is no sign that anyone is fixing it – or will ever fix it.

We had breakfast here at Playas del Coco, then goofed around for a bit.  We did a survey of the pool area.  Very nice landscaping!

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The forgotten T-shirt from our ATV trip.

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map-to-airportAfter a bit, Michael packed up his backpack (except for the T-shirt, above) and we headed back to Liberia for the Daniel Oduber Quirós International Airport.

We got there in fairly good time.  Good thing – there were no check-in machines so Michael had to stand in line with his carry-on backpack after he paid his departure tax.

liberia-airport-2The airport was redone a few years ago and is so much nicer than the one at San José, Aeropuerto Internacional Juan Santamaría, where we were 3 years ago.

 

 

 

 

 

 

After being sure he made it through Security and up the stairs to his flight, we got some coffee to go and headed “home”.  On the way, we stopped at the pharmacy for some cortisone cream.  The pharmacist there had helped him with an eye infection and she was helpful again.

After that, the Alto Mercado for groceries and a dip in our pool.

Costa Rica, Day 7 and Home

Early, early wake up time.  We have to be at the airport by 5:00 am so we were up at 4:00 am.  We got things we had taken out repacked – mostly electronics we wanted charged.

Checking out, we were able to get free “breakfast to go” bags that included cereal bars, juice, bananas and muffins.  Pretty good.

The Holiday Inn had a 24/7 shuttle so we got on that within 5 minutes.  It was only about 8 minutes to the airport.  It was a good thing we were there early because the line to pay the departure tax was pretty long.  Luckily, we had gotten a porter to move our bags because he was very helpful in showing us where to go for the departure tax and how to fill out the forms – then where to check in.

We got through security in plenty of time and I got a few pictures of the mountains outside the departure gate.

I ate the banana and the muffin.  I should have had the juice since it was confiscated in a final security just before getting on the plane.  The bottle was all sealed up but they took it anyway.  Oh, well.

I was very happy on the plane.  They showed the movie Water For Elephants.  I had read (and shared with everyone) this book several years ago.  I was glad to be able to watch the movie but it did cut into my naptime.

We arrived in Atlanta on time and went through the whole Customs/Immigration ordeal.It wasn’t as bad as some places we have been through.  All our luggage arrived and that’s a good thing!

We stopped for a real meal at T.G.I.Fridays, then on to our gate.  We were there about 30 minutes, then the gate changed so we dragged our stuff up the hall to the new gate.  Boarding was pretty easy, then we taxied out for takeoff.

Then, we stopped.  The pilot said that there were storms in the DC area so we couldn’t land there.  He figured that the storm was colser to Reagan airport and those flights were probably diverted to Dulles (our airport) and Baltimore.  Whatever.

We sat, with the engines off, on the field.  No engines, no A/C.  They passed out ice water and told us to close the window shades to keep it “cooler”.  Right.

Finally, we were able to take off.  Although I could see that we passed through some thunder storms, the flight was fairly smooth.

Into Dulles, got one suitcase.  The big one is nowhere. Finally, that showed up and we got a taxi for home.  Then off to get our dog ant the trip was over.

There will be more pictures later from Tom’s camera plus the ones we took with the waterproof carmera in the Rainmaker rainforest.

Fairwell to 

Costarica

Thanks for reading!

Costa Rica, Day 6

I’m writing this post from home since I ran out of time to to it in Costa Rica.

Saturday was a “rest day”.  Ha!  We were originally going to leave Quepos early and head to San Jose, leave our stuff at the Holiday Inn and head further north to the Poás Volcano.

We decided that would be a bit much so we mostly packed up our stuff and headed to Dominical, a small surfing town.   

Dominical has been know for many years to the international surfing community because of its consistently good waves. Discovered in the early seventies by a group of intrepid and dedicated surfers, Dominical has steadily gained in popularity over the last 30 years. The town has become a haven for surfers with local restaurants. 

The unusual conditions of the beach is what gives its surf both size and dependability. The wave is a beach break with a twist, that twist being the mouth of the Rio Baru to the north. The river empties out of the mountains to the east and deposits sediments that form into a sandbar that spreads like a pair of lazy rabbit ears north and south of the mouth.

From http://www.dominical-costarica.com/aboutdominical.html

This town was down a dirt/gravel road.  We missed it the first time because it looked more like a driveway than a road into a town.  There were all little restaurants, towel and tshirt stores.  The picture of the VW bus was a restaurant called San Clemente and the bus had sculptures of Elvis, a frog and a surfer hanging out the windows.

Some of the other images are taken out of the window of the car and include rivers, palm tree plantations, the mountains and more.

The picture of the airport made me very glad I was in a car and not in one of those little cars!

We got back to Pueblo Real, finished packing.  It was raining then and the last balcony pictures were taken in the rain as a little comparison to the balcony pictures I took the first night.

We checked out and headed north to San Jose but we didn’t get on the road until about 3:30 which kept us on the road after dark.  One of the pictures is of the sunset through the car window.

We stopped at the Crocodile Bridge over the Río Tárcoles just north of the Pacific beach town of Jacó.  I thought I saw some but Tom said that they were logs.  We had some ice cream and continued heading north.

Thank goodness for GPS – we got to the Holiday Inn about 6:30.  We checked in there, unloaded the car and went to dinner next door at… Denny’s!  Almost like being back in the US.  We found the only nearby ATM in the Fiesta Casino.  Then we returned the rental car which was also less than a block away.  Everything was so convenient.

I watched part of a House – in English – before falling asleep early.  We had to get up at 4am the next day…

Costa Rica, Day 6

I’m writing this post from home since I ran out of time to to it in Costa Rica.

Saturday was a “rest day”.  Ha!  We were originally going to leave Quepos early and head to San Jose, leave our stuff at the Holiday Inn and head further north to the Poás Volcano.

We decided that would be a bit much so we mostly packed up our stuff and headed to Dominical, a small surfing town.

Dominical has been know for many years to the international surfing community because of its consistently good waves. Discovered in the early seventies by a group of intrepid and dedicated surfers, Dominical has steadily gained in popularity over the last 30 years. The town has become a haven for surfers with local restaurants.

The unusual conditions of the beach is what gives its surf both size and dependability. The wave is a beach break with a twist, that twist being the mouth of the Rio Baru to the north. The river empties out of the mountains to the east and deposits sediments that form into a sandbar that spreads like a pair of lazy rabbit ears north and south of the mouth.

From http://www.dominical-costarica.com/aboutdominical.html

This town was down a dirt/gravel road.  We missed it the first time because it looked more like a driveway than a road into a town.  There were all little restaurants, towel and tshirt stores.  The picture of the VW bus was a restaurant called San Clemente and the bus had sculptures of Elvis, a frog and a surfer hanging out the windows.

Some of the other images are taken out of the window of the car and include rivers, palm tree plantations, the mountains and more.

The picture of the airport made me very glad I was in a car and not in one of those little cars!

We got back to Pueblo Real, finished packing.  It was raining then and the last balcony pictures were taken in the rain as a little comparison to the balcony pictures I took the first night.

We checked out and headed north to San Jose but we didn’t get on the road until about 3:30 which kept us on the road after dark.  One of the pictures is of the sunset through the car window.

We stopped at the Crocodile Bridge over the Río Tárcoles just north of the Pacific beach town of Jacó.  I thought I saw some but Tom said that they were logs.  We had some ice cream and continued heading north.

Thank goodness for GPS – we got to the Holiday Inn about 6:30.  We checked in there, unloaded the car and went to dinner next door at… Denny’s!  Almost like being back in the US.  We found the only nearby ATM in the Fiesta Casino.  Then we returned the rental car which was also less than a block away.  Everything was so convenient.

I watched part of a House – in English – before falling asleep early.  We had to get up at 4am the next day…