We are on our way home

 

February 25, 2015
Playa Nosara, Costa Rica


Surfing into the sunset

That's it! Today we catch a taxi to take us to the Airport Hilton. Don't ask how we can go from virtually camping at Palo Verde to the Hilton. None the less we are beginning our journey that we take us back to Pipe Creek, Texas.

It has been a most unusual trip for us. There have been some real highs, and although there certainly have been lows, we have tried our best not to let it get us down. After all we are on vacation.


In the last few days we have had some wonderful bonding time with Leslianna, John and Paige, as well as Stacey who is Leslianna's best friends. We have had some very nice trips to the beach for sunrise and sunset as well as some nice meals in between. They are all what you would call “foodies”. They love to talk about food stories before and after meals. That has just never been me, still I have genuinely enjoyed the comrodery and the laughter along with them. What a nice bunch of people!

Kim and the group walking up the beach at high tide for dinner


Wow, here are a few photos from the last few days.


 

Being entertained by a blowhole

Leslianna practicing her moves.

 

Is she happy, or what?

 

John and Paige happy, happy happy!

 

A really good looking crowd waiting for dinner

 

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Another absolutely perfect day in paradice

February 21, 2015
Playa Nosara, Costa Rica

 

Is this good surfing conditions?

This has been another perfect day. Early this morning I walked down to the beach. The wind was once again blowing heavily from the land making for some spectacular surf. I sat on a piece of driftwood, and tried to photograph the early round of surfers as they struggled with the wind.


After that I took a walk up and over the sand dunes to the next beach. It had a completely different look then ours. It was filled with waves crashing on the rocks, and lots and lots of birds. What a nice nice way to spend the morning.

Now I just need to figure out what to do with the rest of the day.


 

Ah, the beach life.

February 20, 2015
Playa Nosara, Costa Rica

The wind was blowing the surf backwards

So, so far so good. We have landed at Leslianna's little hideaway just a few block from a gorgeous beach. There are many surfers that use it, Leslianna being one of them, but just as many tourists also use the beach, especially at sunset when everyone finds their place to settle in for a usually spectacular show.

 

Paige, Kim's sister and John, her husband, are here also.They where to arrive from California to the beach, a few days before us, but what with the stolen bag fiasco we found ourselves returning our rental car on the day after they had arrived at the Liberia airport. We were on our way to return our rental car, when we found ourselves driving right by the airport hotel that they were staying in. We decided to drop in and see if the might not have left yet. Sure enough they we still there. We had a nice breakfast with them and then shared the 2 1/2 hour tourist bus with them down to the beach. It was a perfect hookup in a distant foreign land.

Kim, Paige and John at the Airport Hilton

We have not yet fallen into a routine, but it is very mellow passing of the the day and evening. There is always much discussion as to should we go to the beach or for ice cream. Neither one a bad choice. The morning seems to be taken up by coffee, a trip to the beach and a cooling swim. Then lay in the sun followered by more laying in the sun. Then, oh my god it is already time for breakfast. Well, you get the idea.

“Pura vida”

Kim returning from a swim. Pura Vida

 

 

What would YOU do is all of your stuff was stolen?

February 16, 2015
Hotel Liberia in downtown Liberia, Costa Rica

Well that is a question that we continue to ask ourselves after having had our rental car broken into and all of our STUFF vanished in the blink of an eye. I keep telling myself that I knew better. I have spent enough time in Central America, that you do not leave a rental car on the street of a major city with bags left exposed. Especially ones that say “North Face” in big letters. I reasoned that we would only be a few minutes and it was a busy street with a lot of people walking around. Wrong I was!

Photographing the evidence

 

Dusting for fingerprints. Really!

Now all we have left is the clothes on our backs, our passports and wallets, and of course our iPhone and iPads. However, we do not have the charges that make them work. I looked at my phone. Rats, 42%! I thought that that would be interesting–trying to find chargers. And it was, but $60 US later we walked out of the electronics store with 2 cables and two chargers. One down and some clothes and meds and we can be on our way.

Kim was insistent that we file a police report, but I wasn't so sure. Still we went through the motions and 3 hours later we were back out in the fresh air. Now we just had to find a place to stay.

We wanted to find a safe hotel close to downtown from which to, number one rest, and then to do our shopping from. The only nice one we could find was called the Hotel Liberia. The nice young lady told us that they were all booked up except for a dorm room. The thought of 2 other youngsters in our room was just too much to think of, so I said I would rent all 4 beds. Kim had begun weeping silently sitting and waiting for me to make the negotiations. The lady said she would check if there might be a cancellation. I think she actually forced a bump in someone for a late arrival.

We sat in our unairconditioned room and stared mesmerized at the oscillating fan. After what seemed like hours, Kim spoke up and said, “So, you want to go for ice cream?”

 

February, 17, 2015
Hotel Wilson, Liberia, Costa Rica

After a reasonable nights sleep, considering that Kim's sleep medications were also stolen, we got up, made coffee, and sat around in our hot stuffy room. It had windows that opened directly onto the street, but we didn't care. You'd have thought we were at the Hinton. We then had a nice breakfast right in our hotel. We were hoping that we could spend one more night, but it was not to be. When we went to pay for our bill we were told that all the rooms were full, and we would have to move. Perfect! I thought. Once again the desk clerk came to our aid and found us a nice hotel just four blocks from where we were. It was quick getting ready, as we each only had one small daypack to pack.

By 10 am we were safely tucked in our third story walk up room. This time we had AC which we immediately turned on. However, after a few minutes Kim suggested that we hit the already hot streets for a shopping spree. Which is just what we did. two or three shirts for me, a couple for for Kim, some replacement medications for her, and we we back in the AC by 2:30pm. Just in time for a nap. Pura Vida.

Oh, to be back in the country!

Instead we are at staying at the Hotel Wilson