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The roads of Costa Rica

So, before we ever got here, Laura decided she would drive. She thought Sully will freak out and demand that everyone in the car be silent so he can concentrate. She thought Sully will lose it. Where would she get an idea like that? Now that I have peeled my fingers off the dashboard I can tell you a little bit about the roads in this country. Costa Rica is about the size of West Virginia and at first glance has similar twisting, mountainous roads. After a couple days of staring out the windshield, West Virginia has nothing on these roads. When we left Alajuela in our 4wd Hyundai Santa Fe we thought, "we got this!"At first we did. The roads were paved. Although they were winding, every bridge is single lane and travel was slow we were doing okay. After a few snafus because of the complete absence of signage we got on the right road to Hotel Linda Vista. It was gravel, but not too bad. But, around every corner they seem to get progressively worse. It is unbelievable how stee...

7/7 Pictures

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Aunt les knitting on the palapa Our French surf instructor, Lolo, on his ATV beach dog! Dinner!

7/6 Pictures

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The morning view   Pool chilling! Walking back from swimming on the beach Some dogs we met in our lunch restaurants  Everyone with their sunset cocktails!

7/5 Pictures

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This is why the drives don't seem as long as they actually are. The scenery along the whole way is breathtaking.  Here's our grocery list, the items at the bottom were added en route This is the store where we got all of our fruit and vegetables for the week. Everything was so fresh, not to mention cheap! This is how dark it was when we got to the house, so you can imagine how amazing the view looked in the morning. 

7/4 Pictures

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  We found our bumper!   After we threw the bumper in the back, we went to a butterfly conservatory! Relaxing by the pool after an eventful day All in all a great day!

7/5 We missed a day but...

Today we left Lake Arenal, but not before Sully, Laura, Alden and Jenna visited the hot river. Yes, hot. The river is heated by magma - yes, magma, from the Arenal Volcano. After that we drove back to the hotel, and jumped back into the car to drive to Mal PaĆ­s, an estimated 6 hours away. Although the roads are bad here, the drives really don't seem as long as they do in the States. This drive ended up being a 7.5 hour drive but it barely felt like 3. We even stopped at a fruit store and supermarket for groceries before we got there. We didn't lose our bumper this time because it was jammed in the back of our car with all of our luggage, about 9 bags of groceries, and all 6 of us. When we did arrive at Casa Moana, we were not only relieved to be there, but also amazed by the house and the view. We all settled in and a couple hours later the Woody's arrived to complete our day.

7/7 Morning Coffee and Surfing

Today everyone woke up late, we had more pancakes and laid around in the sun by our beautiful pool. Later we ate lunch and motivated to go to playa hermosa for surfing lessons. Sully and Jenna took lessons while the women went for mojitos and empanadas, and the kids hung out at the beach and befriended a beach dog. After surf lessons we all met up, ate the empanadas and drove back to our house on the hill. The Carter-Faulconer car bumped to Latin Pop the whole way home, and we all had a dance party (with lights) before bed.