I flew to Miami, had a 90 min layover that turned into a 140min layover, then flew into San Jose. I'm glad I made it safely. Took a cab to the hotel just in time to catch the shuttle to the coast/our rental house.
There was a lot of traffic/jams on the highway, so our driver took the back roads. READ: switchbacks through the mountains on a two lane road with no guard rails and straight drop offs, and foggy conditions. A dang roller coaster ride! Everyone else was super freaked out, but John and I enjoyed it. The ride lasted about two hours. The scenery was beautiful!
We got to our house and it was so bitch. The place was huge, just the living room/kitchen was as big as my whole house here. There were actually two houses. The main house, which had three beds, three full baths and one half bath, and the guest house, which had two beds, two full baths, and a kitchen/dining room. There was a car port in the front, and in the back, we had a nice covered patio, a two-story in-ground pool with waterfall, an open air, upstairs patio, and a little strip of backyard with palm tress and hammocks. We were also beach front. The ocean was ~25 yards away.
Debbie had hired a private chef to cook dinner for us each night. His name was Juan Karlos, and he was an absolute delight! He made traditional Tico food for us. All veg for me, and meat dishes for everyone else.
Oh, yeah. In Miami, I went to currency exchange and traded US dollars for CR Colones. The exchange rate was ~$1US = 450 Colones. The 5000 Colones notes are yellow and have a picture of a monkey. The 10,000 are green and have a Puma. There are also 1000 (blue) and 2000 (pink) Colones notes.
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This is me in our "backyard":
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This field was across the road from our rental house. I addition to the horses and cows grazing, there were egrets, herons, and other birds, and CAIMANS!
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