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costa rica, part 1






well, i promised that i'd have more pics and stuff from our trip to costa rica, so this week i'll be putting up some pics each day this week. as i've already said, we had an awesome time there, but i really don't have tons to say about it because the agenda each day was really simple: wake up; relax; eat breakfast; go to beach; relax; home for lunch; relax/sleep; out to dinner; home to relax; sleep. repeat as necessary.
i will tell you that our plane arrived in san jose pretty late, and by the time we got through customs and rented our car, it was around midnight. we were supposed to be staying in the downtown best western, but we were feeling a bit anxious about this as every local we talked to gave us a wide-eyed look and a poignant warning when we told them we were heading there. they told us to be careful with our stuff. they also told us that the streets have no signs, so we would need to count 5 blocks past the hospital then turn left and go three blocks. okay. no problem. so we took off in our 4wd kia sportage (diesel), and headed downtown. they were not exaggerating. there are no signs. on the highway they had signs, but of course they were all in spanish. but once we got downtown, we saw no signs or hotels. only ominous looking nightowls and people practicing the world's oldest profession. shannon was getting more scared and upset by the second, so we finally decided to head back out of town towards the airport and stay at another best western. so our first taste of costa rica wasn't what we had hoped for. but it got better from there....

Comments

Cindy said…
I am so glad that you guys got to get away for a bit! It really is a great time in our lives and vacation is a great time to relax and rejuvinate! Looking forward to more pictures!
Eric said…
That all sounds pretty familiar! Now the directions of ¨3 half blocks after the big tree¨ make me laugh... but it´s a trip hearing them. Especially if you´re driving, because since most people have never driven they have no sense of which roads are one way. I still hardly ever go anywhere that I´m not already familiar with, although I´m pretty familiar with a lot of the city. I´m glad you guys enjoyed your trip, and we´re psyched to see more pictures!

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