Travel is Great, but so is Your Own Bed

Going to new and interesting destinations is undeniably exciting. Getting there...well, it's not like the old days. Air travel is way less enjoyable than it used to be...I know, first world problems. Case in point, a travel container that I've used for well over 10 years has happily passed through security on every trip we've ever taken. Then comes Bogota. On the way up to Vancouver...no problem, but coming back, they confiscated it, as it was clear (no labels) and didn't have the size printed on it. It was the exact same size as another container that passed muster, but no matter, rules must be followed.  Why? I'll never know, but I'm out just under 100mL of really good quality conditioner. So be it. (I have many other security stories that both infuriate and amuse.

But enough of the kvetching. We're home and there's something so satisfying about that. The one thing we've found about Air B&B's is that most are geared to make money, they aren't usually real homes, so there are a lot of things lacking in the kitchen and throughout the spaces. Except for the fact that we travel mostly with just carry on, I'd bring a chef's knife with me wherever I go.  One space only had one beer glass and one wine glass on our arrival. Whatcha' gonna do?

That's the beauty of home. It has all the things you need (and other things that you might possibly need sometime in the unforeseen future.) It has a comfy bed and things that suit us. I guess it's true that absence makes the heart grow fonder. 

So, we're home for now and looking forward to our next adventure. We're also promising ourselves to be good next year and stay closer to home. It's the financially responsible thing to do. Let's hope my appreciation for things near and dear doesn't leave me!

Costa Rica - The Final Assessment

Our six weeks in Costa Rica were many things; unexpected, surprising, adventurous, confusing and, more often than not, hot. This is the beautiful thing about travel. You never know what's going to happen. Sometimes, the unexpected isn't pleasant, but more often than not, everything works out the way it should, or, more importantly, in a way that wasn't anticipated but way better than the traveler could imagine. That's my general philosophy.

So how does Costa Rica figure into this? Excellent question. The tiny country has a lot to offer, especially to those of us that have adventure tourism in mind. You can zip line your way across most of the country, surf, paddle board, skim board, kayak. There's also hiking, caving and (I suspect) rock climbing. If you like seeing under the water, both snorkeling and SCUBA are excellent options. Sounds great, right?

To do all these things, you need money, and lots of it. This isn't a big deal if you're only staying a week or two. It gets more financially painful the longer you stay. Case in point, gas is almost as expensive as in Vancouver ($1.50 a litre...that's almost 6 dollars a gallon, for you imperial people.) Price comparison in U.S dollars by Numbeo for San Jose, Costa Rica and Cuenca, Ecuador: We believe these numbers are pretty well dead on and current.

Indices Difference
Consumer Prices in San Jose are 61.58% higher than in Cuenca
Consumer Prices Including Rent in San Jose are 63.41% higher than in Cuenca
Rent Prices in San Jose are 70.32% higher than in Cuenca
Restaurant Prices in San Jose are 100.29% higher than in Cuenca
Groceries Prices in San Jose are 73.42% higher than in Cuenca
Local Purchasing Power in San Jose is 15.21% higher than in Cuenca

There's a bit of police corruption amongst the Transito (transit police), but we only got shaken down once in a month of driving around.

San Jose is not a pretty city (like Vancouver or Cuenca), but has lovely neighbourhoods that we would recommend staying in. Las Escalantes was our favourite, followed by Amon (closer to downtown) and our little neighbourhood of el Zapote seemed decent, not quite as pretty, but nicer homes and friendly neighbours. Rohrmoser and Escazu are well known gringo barrios that are nicely maintained, but too North Americanized for our taste.

Okay, so the final call? Costa Rica (for us), is a great place to visit for a week, maybe two, but not a potential home. If you're a beach body, then you might love it, if you're used to suburbia and always needing a car, maybe it would work for you. For us, there just isn't enough to fill our time on a regular basis. We enjoyed the country and the people, but are glad to be heading back home.

San Jose - The city with two faces

No, San Jose hasn't stabbed us in the back, like a bad friend, but it does give visitors (at least us) mixed feelings. Whether you like the city, or not, will greatly depend on where you land in it and how you embrace the concept of Pura Vida. (Pure Life.) This is a unique Costa Rican sentiment that somehow embraces all facets of life, be they good, bad or otherwise. It seems that the feeling is somewhere between joy and embracing the chaos and pain that life has to offer. San Jose is a perfect reflection of this: it's got both lovely and run down neighbourhoods. Some places are impeccable and others rubbish laden. We can't quite pin down a sense of it.

La Sabana park in the sunshine

Can't have a city without a football stadium

Las Escalantes district

Art Deco building with crazy paint job

Having spoken with a local man, he seems to feel the exact same way. Warner both loves and hates the city at the same time. I'm starting to guess that no one really knows what San Jose is or where it's going. I'll say this, the city seems to be getting better. There are a lot of improvements going on; street repaving, houses being cleaned up and renovated, cranes are sprinkled across the skyline etc. There are thriving neighbourhoods with heaps of cute cafes and restaurants: San Pedro, Las Escalantes, Rohrmoser, Escazu and Amon.

Train station built in 1902!

Flowers in a park dedicated to the
French Uprising

Street art installation

Doggy Road (ha!)

Then there are the middle of the road neighbourhoods that could use a little love, but seem to have their fair share of those that love it there. I mean, the tax base can't be that large, what with just of 5 million people in the entire country, so things like road maintenance and the upkeep of public spaces must be challenging. I go back to the concept of Pura Vida, no matter what the mess is it could always be worse, so let's not worry about it. For me, it creates a bit of apathy. Pile of garbage on the corner? Pura vida! Someone threw more trash on it? Pura vida! It's a great way to let go of the concept of control (especially in situations where you really don't have any), but it seems to encourage the "not my problem" mentality as well. This is strictly my opinion and could well be misguided. I can only go by what I've experienced.

Cute little houses

More little house with crazy wires above

Ron checking out the sculptures in Parque Sabana

They're carved out of dead trees

There's a general bird theme

This one has an extra creepy face, too.

I confess to struggling with editing out the "ugly" of San Jose. You don't see pictures of the broken statues, decrepit and neglected park benches and heaps of litter in certain areas, but I don't think it's fair, to do to San Jose, what we don't do anywhere else we go. (Every place has its secret embarrassments, don't they?) While San Jose may not be for everyone, we've found it interesting so far and are enjoying the great (if expensive) food options.

If you're planning to visit bring lots of sunscreen, bug spray and a sense of pura vida.

Marvel at Manuel Antonio National Park

We originally had no intention of going so far south and visiting one of the largest attractions in the country, but the lure of what it had to offer was irresistible.

An unexpected lunch guest

A toucan also dropped by

The bad news was that it was almost a 5 hour drive from where we were staying and the best time to see the animals was gate-opening at 8am. We abandoned our Air B&B a day early and made the drive. It was slightly overcast, but warm, and we managed to avoid the Transito (traffic police). On a recommendation, we stopped (via a misguided route offered by Google Maps - sometimes she's such a cow!) at a hotel called Villa Caletas, a beautifully situated edifice, perched high on a cliff overlooking the ocean. We had lunch at their restaurant (Restaurante Anfiteatro) which, unsurprisingly, had an amphitheatre carved into the cliffside. Sadly, there was no musical performance for lunch, but we enjoyed sweeping views of the water, made more enjoyable by the lush tropical plants, excellent service and very fine meal.

Pathway to the restaurant

Overcast, but warm, with big views

After passing a couple of pleasant hours surveying the sea, we hopped back in the putt-putt (really, there's no other name for it, completely serviceable, but not terribly peppy) and continued on through Quepos to our hotel. It was a lovely little find called The Falls at Manuel Antonio. It doesn't look like much on the outside, but was a sweet little oasis after a long drive.

Flowers of the rain forest

We rose early to eat breakfast at 7am and met our transport at 7:45. We were whisked off to the park, picking up the rest of our group and were ready to head in a little after the 8am opening. Ron and I boldly opted to take the tour in Spanish. (Yay, us!) It proved to be an excellent experience and we understood nearly everything our guide, Jason, said.

Fawn hiding in the underbrush

Three-toed Sloth, making his way through the trees

White faced monkey (in silhouette)

Two-toed sloth (vaguely reminiscent of Chewbacca)

Just hangin' around

Sweet little hummingbird taking a rest

Squirrel monkey (too fast for a good pic)

Yup, we found the world's cutest monkey

M. Antonio is the smallest national park in Costa Rica (at least, I believe it is), but it offers a lot. There are three varieties of monkeys and both types of sloths, plus an excellent selection of lizards, birds and is also home to White-tailed deer. Not only that, but there is an excellent white sand beach in the park that is safe for children to swim. (Costa Rica is notorious for rip tides.) 

We had a great time, got to joke with some Spaniards and a mom and daughter from San Diego; all in Spanish.

Crocodiles on the way back to San Jose

Sharing a joke? Laughing behind the other's back?

These guys are big - 2 metres long or so

I have to say that it was the busiest park we visited and seeing the crowds, we were worried that all the animals would be scared away. Our fears were unfounded and we got to enjoy all the wildlife the park had to offer. It's well worth paying for a guide, as Jason (Jade Tours) pointed out things that we'd never have spotted on our own, including a confused little fruit bat hanging out on a tree in the middle of the morning.

Not the best photo, but that's the bat looking addlepated

I think it's safe to say that we've avoided the most touristy of traps (I'm talking about you, ziplines) and wrung the most out of our time in the wilds of Costa Rica. I'm sure, all told, we drove well over 3,000 kms on all our adventures.

The putt-putt before (Daihatsu Terios) - shiny!

The putt-putt after... (not shiny)

Next up, San Jose, the capital city. We might regret it, based on the faces of those folks that heard we were staying 2 weeks there, but we'll let the city speak for itself.