Worst road ever

Today we left Tamarindo, almost a week after our schedule but we have vacation so who cares. Our hostel in Tamarindo was awesome, we met a ton of nice and fun people and the surf was really good so we extended our stay a bit. Right now were are stuck in a small small village called Nosara, just arrived and its to late to go out surfing but we went down to the beach and it looks really nice, a long nice break! The town however looks like crap, all really run downed.

costarica

The drive to get here was really fun though, I’m not sure how to be able to describe it think of the smallest road you can imaging through the forest, add some gravel, a concrete block or some bricks from a house and it starts to look like something. If you get to an river you don’t build a bridge, you drive through the water and why build a straight road? No everybody knows that its much more fun if the road go up and down, left to right like a roller coaster. The distant we drove today was somewhere between 50-100km and it took over 3 hours to drive and we drove through 7 rivers/water ponds. Even if this sounds like shit its amazing how wide the roads are and its really never a problem to meet a truck or another car. A wrong turn made us climb on heck of a mountain and I was unsure if we would be able to climb it but pedal to the metal and up we came, to realize that we had to turn around and drive down this steep, steep road. if mum had been in the car you would hear her scream all around the globe.

Towards Santa Teresa

Our road trip continue south and if we thought that the road to Nosara was i bad shape that was nothing compared against the road along the coast side between Nosara and Santa Teresa. But enable the 4wd, pray and pedal against the metal through mud and water and we successfully arrived. At this part the road even was on the beach which means that during high tide the road is closed, lucky for us we passed during low tide since we had no idea about this when we started to drive. Before we left we started with breakfast at Rancho Kongo and suddenly we had company, by a south american coati.Santa Teresa is a interesting place, the whole village is built around one and one street only. That street is long and only the beach which counts as Santa Teresa is 7km and the village is longer than that. Here lives hippies and surfers, side by side with one or another soul searcher like Frank, an hitchhiker we met in the middle of the jungle and we made a deal with. If he show us the way to Santa Teresa, we give him ride to town. A good deal for both of us. The waves here are kind a big and I have more or less ended my surfing for this vacation, instead i lay on the beach with a good drink.