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Sunday, 15 October 2017

Puerto Viejo, Costa Rica- Pura Vida!


We sadly left Bocas Del Toro, crossing the border overland to Costa Rica. The little hostel we stayed at the first day we arrived was selling shuttle services to Puerto Viejo for $20/pp, we thought that sounded pretty cheap, (maybe to good to be true??), but bought the tickets anyway with our fingers crossed. From the hostel we walked to the ferry- took ferry to a shuttle bus, after about an hour got off shuttle bus, where we had to board a different shuttle, (no seatbelts, no air, broken door, pretty sketchy, but everyone seemed to know what they were doing and where to take us).

|Leaving our awesome place in Bocas Town
The second shuttle 
 
I think it was also a public bus?? He stopped a few time to pick up and drop off passengers. 
 We arrived at the border pretty quickly, where another man Julius Ceasar (no joke said that was his real name), was on a bike and said he would help us cross the border. Took us to immigration, we all got our stamps and proceeded on foot across the bridge into Costa Rica. From there Julius Ceasar took us to a cab, and told the cabbie to take us to our hotel about 40 minutes away in Puerto Viejo. The whole thing was pretty seamless, I was amazed at how many people were involved in this process and the whole time we could see $$ exchanging hands. I kept expecting them to demand more money, but other then a few dollars for tips, everyone was taken care of.

Crossing the Border with Julius Cesar
We arrived at our hotel not only recommended by our friends but also our travel book, and were thrilled! The Blue Conga was just on the edge of the hustle and bustle of Puerto Veijo (close enough to easily walk) but set in a private Oasis. Described as a B& B (more like a boutique hotel) the rooms were simple, but very comfortable and the grounds were unbelievable. I knew were were all going to be happy staying here for a week.  


reading in the hammock on our balcony

This is the common space

A sloth scratching the first morning from our balcony at the Blue Conga

 

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