From Puerto Viejo de Talamanca to San José
Two days ago we left Puerto Viejo de Sarapiquí for Puerto Viejo de Talamanca on the Carribbean coast. For many kilometers we followed the old railroad tracks that lead from Puerto Limón to San José. This is the same railroad that I took many years ago through the jungle. It now follows a well-travelled highway and seems more civilized. But, due to an earthquake in 1991 it´s no longer functioning except for a small strip used for tourists from the cruise liners that come into Puerto Limón.
We stayed at the Hotel Playa Cocles, another rambling hotel with lots of gardens and walkways and cabins for rooms. Señora and I had a gecko visiting in our room (I hear they eat all the bugs) and a couple of lizards visiting on the window ledge outside. The hotel beach is across the road and we spent the rest of the afternoon there. The water is great with a light surf. Before dinner we all piled into taxis to go to town. It was Good Friday and a holiday for the whole country. The town was packed and a carnival atmosphere prevailed. All along the main street there was stall after stall selling trinkets, bracelets, knit hats, and food. We finally found a pizza place to fulfill Tashena´s craving. Soon our two hours were up and the taxis that we had prearranged to pick us up returned, although Sra. Gatta and I had to wait for another twenty minutes for one to return for us.
The next day -- Saturday -- we headed to the National Park of Cahuita that runs along the seashore. Ray and Cassie went for an 8-mile horseback ride along the beach that they described as "awesome" and the rest of us went for a walk along the trail through the park. The beach was always on our left but on our right was forest. Our tour director, Wendy, told us about beach almonds (which I tasted) a small red flower that you can eat, coconuts, and termites which are a great source of protein. Add all that to the hearts of palm that we´d seen growing on the ride in and I guess you could feed yourself for quite a while if you became a beach bum in Costa Rico. After swimming and relaxing on the beach some of us (Ray, Cassie, Jessica, Christina, myself and the whole group from Virginia that was travelling with us) walked to the other end of town to go snorkeling. We went out in two small wooden lanchas with awnings, headed around a sandy point and then cut through an opening in the reef. A little ways further we stopped, put on the snorkel gear, the guide pointed out the darker area where the reef was, warned us not to touch it, and we all went in. The water was about ten feet deep and the reef rose up around us. Conditions were perfect and we saw some gorgeous fish, my favorite being the iridescent blue ones. We stayed at the reef about an hour and once back in the boats they took us to a small sandy point for juice, chips and cookies. Then the visitors came -- about 4 -5 white-faced capuchin monkeys. The park ranger there also pointed out a sloth to us. All in all the afternoon was magical.
At dinner last night there was a live calypso band - congos, maracas, a banjo, and a home-made instrument that played the base. After dinner, I went to bed exhausted.
This morning was Easter Sunday and after receiving plastic eggs filled with candies, we headed for San José -- a drive that took us most of the day. We stopped for lunch at a garden restaurant called the Tropical Butterfly Garden or something like that. The food was good and the butterflies and flowers were beautiful, especially the tall ones called Torch Ginger and the bouganvilla.
We arrived in San José after a stop for souvenir shopping on the outskirts. We´re staying in the center at the Gran Hotel Costa Rica, a place that Kennedy stayed when he was here. The top floor has a lounge, plasma tv, pool table, chess board, and lots of internet access. Yea!!! Tomorrow we´ll explore on our own before leaving in the afternoon and getting home in the middle of the night.