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Travelling and Rockin' J's
We got up early(-ish) today as we had a couple of things to do. We headed out the hostel with our backpacks which as Mae has repeatedly informed me are very heavy!! The bus into town cost 210 colones each, and took about 15mins. We only walked a short way before finding a taxi and asked them to take us to the Cuban embassy. Of course in Costa Rica there is no such thing as an actual address, the best you can get is a set of directions! After failing to find our note pad we had to work out how to get there from memory of the map we had looked at the previous night. However we did eventually mange to get there. We then had an extremely difficult time trying to ask our questions to the lady who spoke no english with the help of a very nice man who spoke a little english. We got a sort of satisfactory answer and caught another taxi to the bus station "El Caribe" where we bought a ticket on the bus to Puerto Viejo. At the bus station Mae manage to find some "Churros" and a packet of what looked a bit like wotsits, while I managed to find a version of Redbull made by CocaCola, we also bough a couple of Empanadas for lunch, before rushing to board the 12 o'clock bus. (We had asked for tickets on the 2o'clock one!!) The bus took about 5 hours and was extremely hot with only small windows available to be opened, It made one stop at a little cafe so we could go to the toilet and buy a bottle of water. The scenery on show out the windows however was spectacular as we drove though rainforest, up and down mountains and through little towns before finally arriving at Puerto Viejo around 5pm. We hopped in a taxi which took us to our hostel/surf camp for the night. We had hired a hammock each at a place called Rocking J's where your other options include hiring tents (which are upstairs) as well as the standard shared and private room and a variety of "special" rooms, including the Tree House and Pimp Suite!! It is also located right on the beach as almost every property in the town is, being so small. We put our stuff in our lockers and headed to the bar where we had some more Cuba Libres and ordered some food. Despite looking like a run-down shack full of squatters (no joke) the restaurant is run by a Cordon Bleu trained chef and so the food is amazing, we had some BBQ wings as well as bread and coconut covered chicken breast with rice. We then read our books for a while before heading to bed (or hammock!)
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