Sunday, May 16, 2021

Guna Yala Comarca | Panama January 2020




“It’s like speed dating for boats,” Hannah muses as we motor up to the sailboats and yachts anchored around a cluster of islands.  They are a small handful out of the approximately 365 in the archipelago of Guna Yala, formerly referred to as Kuna Yala and San Blas Islands off of the Panamanian Coast. 

The Kuna launcha boat driver asks, “What is the name of your boat?  Or Captain?”  Hannah blithely shrugs. The Italian woman has names. Wet and shivering like a Chihuahua, I remember only the written name of my Captain from WhatsApp and falter at the pronunciation.  Is this where things go sideways? 



It’s a 2 ½ hour jeep ride from Panama City to Port Carti, passports required as you pass the Guna Yala checkpoint, then about ½ hour ride via launcha to whichever unassuming sailboat, luxury yacht, or island is your destination. Transportation is organized by most places you book with, making it easy and accessible.  Hannah, Maria, and I, all solo women travelers from different hotels, shared a jeep with 4 others from Panama City, but only the 3 of us ladies were ushered onto the same launcha at Port Carti.



We merely traveled a short distance until we slowed and, after some idling, pulled into a drive-through floating garage for boats to fuel up. As the tank behind my wooden bench seat was filled via a long hose, we all became palpably silent, acutely aware of how much fuel in plastic barrels we were surrounded by and our vulnerable, tethered situation.  I wanted to take a picture to explain the tension but paused.  What did that episode of Myth Busters say about cell phones and gas stations again?

After what seemed a long time of suspiciously eyeing the plastic fuel barrels, we sped off into the great expanse of Guna Yala.  What began as an occasional misting quickly developed into an enthusiastic spray of seawater.  Stinging with salt, my eyes were soon involuntarily shutting as I wiped away tears.  Blind rides without seatbelts - my favourite.  Then it began to rain and I surrendered my dry bits of clothes to whatever liquid lashing was coming for me, thankful for my dry bag purchase.  Some kids go to Disneyland; I go to Guna Yala by speed boat.

Coming upon a constellation of islands, we slow to search anchored boats, wondering who will win at this speed boat dating game.  The Italian girl elegantly boards her boat.  Perhaps 10 minutes away, Hannah boards, my hopes of being on her boat dashed.  And then it was one.  We motor about the anchoring site and, after some uncertain moments, find my sailboat. A theme is set as I unglamorously board, wondering what I have gotten myself into for the hundredth time, a mark of a good adventure I’m sure. 

The Captain introduces me to laid-back, Canadian Doug and sunny-faced, English Julie, the cook, who ends up being more of a cool sailing mate along with Doug.  Also on the boat is Praxis, a mysterious Kuna, rumored to have worked with the CIA, who has the magic power of fixing anything and is one of the more fascinating people I have wanted to know but lacked the Spanish necessary to be as inquisitive as desired.  After being served some breakfast we are off sailing.  “Are there any sharks in the water?” I ask.  “No, but there are on the boat,” the Captain says.   

 



Isla Verde is our first stop where a Kuna is sailing an Ulu, a traditional Kuna dugout canoe with sails. Praxis takes us by dinghy to the small, seemingly deserted island with no visible structures.  Doug, Julie, and I relax in the tranquil, pristine waters, chilling and idly chatting.  In the low-light cloudy weather, the complementary colours of the moody sea frolic with the coconut tree backdrop; the natural beauty is stunning even in overcast conditions.  Praxis slices coconut with his machete offering us the meat. 



Later, I read in a book on the boat that every coconut tree in Guna Yala belongs to a Kuna so do not touch, the book cautions, even ones that are on the ground.  This makes sense as coconuts have historically been and continue to be a form of trade for the indigenous people of Guna Yala.  Praxis, being Kuna, made this acceptable.  Knowing this, I otherwise respectfully wouldn’t dare touch a coconut in Guna Yala as a tourist/traveler unless offered by a Kuna. Octopus is prepared for lunch on the sailboat then we lifted anchor and continued on.

We encountered some unexpected 6’ swells and I had the unfortunate timing of being below deck when they hit.  After being knocked around in the loo and my cabin, I began to feel queasy and made my way above where there was a strange quiet.  Is this where things go wrong?  I really did not want to be THAT girl, hanging her head off the back of the boat.  A brief survey of the boat concluded that it was not barf friendly. We all sat awkward. Quiet. Tense.  Julie was scared of the rough waters; I was scared of being seasick on an unbarfable boat, and Doug was chill in a Canadian way, eh.  Memories of the Stand By Me Effect from my 3 nights at sea in Australia on the Great Barrier Reef years ago washed over my mind.  I know how wrong things can go on a boat. It can make or break relationships or simply make you sick, even if it’s through forced observation in windy, rainy, plastic-shuttered weather, one seasick passenger after another vomiting within close listening and smelling proximity until one by one your comrades fall into a spewing fit.

Fortunately, the swells subsided as we sailed into the calm, reef-protected waters of the Eastern Holandes Cays, the farthest islands from land, situating ourselves near BBQ and Banedup islands.  Cayos Holandeses or Holandes Cays is the European name; it is also called Maoqui by the Colombians and Kaimou by the Kuna. Every island here seems to have at least two names and perhaps a nickname. It can be confusing.  Additionally, my hopscotch research revealed the indigenous people do not have a K sound in their language calling into question “Kuna”.  Kuna was indeed changed to Guna in 2011 as it’s a closer representation of the name. In many places Kuna is still referenced, which was my experience and why mostly used here.  The names are a struggle as well as other basics like fresh water and electricity.

Just prior to civil twilight we anchor.  The Captain points to 4 boats anchored in the distance. He tells us they have claimed that area for themselves and will shout at anyone who comes close driving them away. Apparently they are “Americans” and assholes. Nobody seems surprised.

There is talk of going to the island in the evening for dinner.  Venturing out on a dinghy in darkness on my first night to one of the most remote islands with no water and electricity, the sound of waves relentlessly crashing on the reefs on the outskirts has me uneasy, but I remain quiet considering if it is a terrible idea or possibly a great adventure.  I’m relieved when we decide to have dinner on the boat and visit in the morning.  A light occasionally flickers from the island and I wonder if it is a dinner invitation, an SOS, or just an overzealous local headlamp.

Our dinner is the lobster that I have watched “water skiing’, as Doug lightheartedly calls it, behind the boat in their mesh bag cage. Naively, I look at this as a good opportunity to learn how lobster is prepared.  Praxis, possible ex-CIA affiliated, is armed with a pair of plyers, his lifetime of sea experience, and callous human hunger. It is hard for me to watch the brutality, the snapping of antennae while still alive. Is this where, against so many bacon odds, I become vegetarian?



I politely eat what is served and try my best to make their life and death meaningful without as much waste as I can stomach. We throw the shells overboard and it would be defenestration if only there were windows.  Fish don’t care about words like defenestration and come for the unexpected feast, inspiring Praxis to fish.  The contemplative Canadian casually watches for some time then turns to us and, with the wisdom of someone who has been at sea longer says, “I hope he catches a cheeseburger.”

Julie and I continue talking and drinking; Doug resigns, attempting to sleep in the berth too hot for his Canadian soul. Meanwhile Praxis fishes, Julie meeting him with a red bucket every time a fish is reeled in.  Praxis is increasingly ecstatic with each fish caught, smiling with a boyishly handsome, toothy grin in the dim light. The fish slowly die, gasping beside me in the bucket, and I make the mistake of looking at them, their mouths gaping, eyes imploring. They usually gasp, flail, and are alive two at a time until they die. I observe this not knowing what to do, torn between savior and at least humane killer. At one point a tuna was doing the most magnificent reverse twirl determined to escape. Inside I was rooting for the tuna, toying with scenarios where I aid the escape but can’t bring myself to sabotage dinner and Prax’s fishing efforts. Earlier I requested that a fish be killed humanely.  A hammer emerged but did nothing except create an aquatic crime scene, fish blood splattering on the white boat making us recoil and squirm while the brutalized fish remained alive.

“It’s very confronting,” Julie says and I am there for every word she speaks.  Yes, confronting.   Isn’t there a way to humanely kill fish?  I am all for dinner and understand hunger and the circle of life but c’mon, can’t we humans do better? We would Google it if only we had any kind of service out here but there is nothing.  No Wi-Fi, no Internet, no cell service, nada.  I am socially dead to anyone who cared, but more importantly, I can’t ask google what to do about this fish situation. 

Julie tells me how, in preparation for cooking on a boat, she taught herself how to gut and clean a fish with scissors.  “It was really grim,” she says dryly in her British accent that accentuates the horrors.



As astronomical twilight unmasks a sprinkling of stars and the sailboat gently sways, Julie relates some of her travels about hanging out with an Albanian guy in Malaysia swimming and fishing with nets.  They caught a particularly dangerous looking fish with huge spikes all over and, pleased with themselves, brought it to the locals and asked if they wanted to cook it.  They wanted nothing to do with it. They returned to the beach, found a bonfire, and cooked the fish.  Proudly, they brought the cooked fish back to the locals and asked if they wanted to partake in the feast.  They absolutely did not.  “Noioaooao.” the Malaysians definitively said in her British accent with an impressive array of diphthongs.

Julie tells me that the ocean had every dangerous fish you could think of, “that’s why nobody swam there.  I was really put off by the ocean,” she says. I peer into the bucket of fish and can see small spikes and sharp teeth, wondering what she must have seen.  Still, somehow, Malaysia goes on my mental future travel map with her stories about how wonderful the people are - just don’t swim in the ocean.

 

She goes on to tell about some Chinese guys who brought drugs to the village. They came again before New Year’s Eve showing up with firecrackers and dopey excitement, like” hey, look what I have!”, inviting her to set fireworks off in a National Park. 

 

“First of all, it’s illegal to set off fireworks - let alone in a National Park!” Julie says.  “The next morning they were all there on the beach, asleep with their mouths open.  We can’t leave them like that they’ll burn - they’re white!  So I put leaves on their faces so they wouldn’t burn.”

 

I try to stifle my laughter in the late night as the story ricochets from one absurd travel memory to the next. The last thing I remember is her telling me about a crack or meth pipe being offered to her from a rather obese man and her wondering, “Where am I? Am I in the furthest corners of society?” and laughing and laughing as Praxis reels in one more fish to add to the bucket. 

 

I sleep soundly and wake to paradise properly lit by sunny skies.  This is ridiculously, stunningly, beautiful. Postcard, Microsoft Screen Saver, Instagram photo perfect.  It’s a fantasy, a dream, a wild, waking longing for beauty, tranquility, and perfection.



Prax takes us to the island after breakfast.  “Ich. Terrible!” Julie sarcastically sputters as she splashes through the water.  We are still acclimating to the beauty as we slowly register the trash strewn about amidst the copious conch shells.  A Kuna woman named Elisa ambles over and tells Julie who relates to Doug and I, the bad weather and waves have brought the garbage and that it will be cleaned up. The port was shut down due to dangerous weather and reopened a day or two before I arrived so this is plausible.  Doug, Julie and I discussed the trash and decided to spend some time helping by putting it into piles so it was easier for locals to clean. Obsessively, I piled up everything I could find – seemingly endless bits of yellow and green plastic rope, bottles, aluminum cans, random plastic pieces, and what appeared to be metal roof or boat parts. It was incredibly distressing to see this human waste on such an intimate, beautiful island far from land.  It was as confronting as lobster antennae being mauled by plyers or fish gasping in a bucket.  What the fuck are we horrible, irresponsible humans doing?!

Something inside me felt better for picking up the trash and putting it in piles, even if it was only one tiny gesture towards a much larger, serious global issue.  We later discuss the garbage problem on the sailboat.  There was blame on companies like Coca Cola and hard-stop ideas about how to manage (ban).  There was commentary about the indigenous culture perhaps living day to day without future guide.  Aren’t we all living day to day to some degree?  I often do.  So, who is responsible? Everyone. 

Perhaps paradisiacal islands aren’t the appropriate landscape for this quote, but “Every snowflake in an avalanche pleads not guilty” comes to mind.  Every company earning profits from their products, every individual or tour group who profits from these islands and, yes, also the locals, all the consumers, travelers/tourists including myself – we are all responsible for this mess so we are all responsible for cleaning it up and coming up with solutions. 



We ventured back to the end of the island we arrived on then towards the other immaculate end of the island free of human waste passing by small huts and men catching barracudas.  



I’m going to be that annoying girl on social media.  Oh, look!  Another perfect island vacation photo!  And it was perfect.  Conch shells artistically scattered around a palm tree in white sand, luminescent aqua waters transitioning to deep azure blue in the background.  Ich indeed.



After wading into the gentle waters spending some time immersing ourselves in the sublime scene, we went back to Elisa’s thatched roof huts to ask a favour, Julie the brave social one and linguistically superior leading the way. The thatched roof huts appear flimsy and I wonder what it’s like when a huge storm comes, but apparently they are made in such a way that they withstand fierce rainstorms.  After some idle chatting, Elisa applies the red make-up that adorns the Kuna cheeks on each of us.  It looks more striking on the Kuna with their dark complexion and black hair but seems to give Julie, Doug, and I an added dimension.  Later when I look at photos of myself during those moments I think, “Wow. I look so…happy.”  And I was.  

Elisa tells us the red comes from a tree, a name that sounds like it starts with an N in but I can’t seem to comprehend or find.  It’s a mystery, yet real and blooming on my cheeks.  It is much later when I discover it is annatto seeds that are ground up and used to make the rouge.


She proudly shows us her molas.  Molas are one of the things I came here for along with the culture and stunning islands. Traditional molas were geometric and it was only since the ~1960’s that abstractions of animals appeared in the molas.  They are layers of fabric cut out and sewn with precision in a reverse applique to create patterns with contrasting colours.  They can take 2 weeks to 6 months to make and typically sell for $20 to $60. Tiny needles create a very fine stitch in high class molas that are visible on the back side.



It is important to me to buy these molas especially as they are handmade by indigenous people, primarily women.  The Kuna are one of the few existing examples of matrilineal and matrilocal societies in the world.  Women control the money and make domestic decisions, grooms acquire the last name of the bride and move to live with the women’s family. There is gender equality in that Western ideas of women’s work such as cleaning and cooking is not looked upon as “lesser”.  There is also gender fluidity so if a man wants to have long hair or express themselves in a feminine way and become Omeggid, literally “like a woman”, the Kuna eye doesn’t even blink. They aren’t truly matriarchal and women rarely hold political positions of power, which is comprised of a system of chiefs or sailas. 

It is difficult to tell at a cursory glance from the few islands I visited what remains of customs after so many infiltrations of foreigners and religions foisted upon the Kuna. At one time, the Kuna painted intricate patterns on their bodies, but with religious objection to nudity, transitioned to molas. Westernization has also made its imprint, easily visible by the pink TV satellite dishes in conspicuous contrast to the weathered and worn structures they are affixed to in some of the more populated villages.  Western styles of clothing are common among the younger generations and, while many wear traditional dress at touristy points or for dancing performances, more women are opting out entirely.



In my limited visiting, it was primarily older women in traditional dress which I found incredibly striking. They wear molas connected to yolks and sleeves, paired with a skirt similar to a sarong but with heavier fabric, sometimes head scarves called Muswe, gold septum piercings part of a ritual called Ico-Inna to symbolize how the female is a treasure, and Unini, beaded wrappings on arms and legs first donned during their puberty ceremony.  In particular, the beaded leg bands are gorgeous, no matter how worn.  They have thinner legs (underdeveloped calves as someone observed) and it’s true, the island are flat, not mountainous.  Some have already been lost to climate change and rising waters and many others are threatened.  It’s strange to look out and question with a heavy dose of realism, how many more will be lost in 50, 25, or even 5 years?



What sets these picturesque islands apart from so many others in the world is the matrilineal/matrilocal culture. Patriarchal societies abound.  Has it done women, men, or this world, any convincing amount of good that offsets the atrocities it has provoked?  I am fascinated by this culture, their way of life, and what can be learned.  The Kuna have traditionally had low rates of cancer and health problems that plague other cultures and, similar to other matrilineal and matrilocal cultures, less crime. So yes, I want to buy molas from these women in support of them and their culture in a way that preserves rather than erodes or destroys.  

We have brought very few things with us on the dinghy and certainly not money.  We must come back.  We return to the swimming pool beach where you can walk for many yards in shallow aqua sea until a chasm is abruptly unveiled by unnervingly deep blue.  Prax takes me back to the sailboat to get money for Doug and I to buy molas.  US dollars is used in Panama and, with few ATM’s and limited or non-existent Wi-Fi/internet connection, cash is preferred and often the only option in Guna Yala.  Upon our return, Prax motors close to Julie and Doug.  Maneuvering out of the dinghy, I slip falling butt first into the water holding my pouch of electronics and money up high laughing.  “Graceful as a gazelle,” Doug says.  That’s me! There are themes to every travel and my grace and modesty seems to have vacationed elsewhere. What’s a sailing excursion without at least one Janet Jackson slip amongst a new sailing mate?

We return to the thatched roofs and huts where Elisa and Victor reside for lunch.   Prax and Aki BBQ the fish Prax caught and this is eaten with rice and a salad with olives.   We admire molas from Elisa and her woman companion who has joined us.  Doug and I buy several from each. 

I request to take a picture of Elisa’s friend.  She seems to not quite understand and I hesitate, suddenly unsure of the unspoken rules of this exchange.  She shifts several times resting her hand on the table, as though uncertain how to pose. I find it charming, authentic. It’s so rare to find a woman who is so unassuming in this Kardashian age.   It is as refreshing and soul soothing as the swimming pools in the Holandes Cayes. Even as I write this with Microsoft Word, Kardashian is a word accepted without pause while molas, Holandes Cayes, and Guna Yala are not. 



*****

We are out of rum on the sailboat.  It might be a big deal.  Praxis ventures off to nearby islands that show no sign of life but must have potential rum reserves and returns empty handed. It becomes a point of tense discussion.  Finally, Doug, the Canadian conflict manager of the boat, presides and proclaims that we, as a group, have decided to leave the Holandes Cayes, mutiny being a finer conversation point along with, “we really don’t like you that much”. 

Setting sail, we end up at the more densely populated Corazon de Jesus in search of rum and fresh water, the latter seeming more of a side note.  I am concerned about leaving all of my valuables and passport on a boat that anyone can walk on via the boat we are moored against.  Julie waves off my worries with assurances and we briefly discuss.  She seems to be well versed in travel trust of certain cultures/strangers.  I am well versed in how trust can go wrong, especially of those you think you should be able to trust.  Her version seems safer given my life experiences and our current location amongst the peaceful and hospitable Kuna so I relent.



Despite our multi-teamed attack searching the dirt roads and structures of Corazon de Jesus for rum, none is found.  We walk the village, cross Friendship Bridge to the next island village of Narganá or Yandup, pass by a trio of the thought to be extinct pay phone snapping pictures like a millennial, and buy half-frozen beer from a little store.  We go back to the town square and drink slushy beer as the sun sets and the kids wind down their basketball games.  A dozen or so plastic chairs are set up outside in front of a structure with a large TV.  The majestic intro to the Lion King sounds and a couple minutes in, fizzles to a stop and has to be restarted. This happens at least 3 times while we sip our slushy cerveza but they are undeterred. An inebriated local chats Julie up as Doug and I listen, and at one point a group of guys come up and proclaim, “We are the gays” which I only understand later.  I would have liked to properly meet the gays of Guna Yala.

We head back to the boat and it is moved at night to anchor farther off from the island with the discovery of the mast light having gone out.  Again, it is eerily silent as the sailboat maneuverers in the darkness to anchor between other boats.  I eat conch for the first time and am thankful it is prepared with red sauce and mushrooms and later, appreciative that I didn’t have internet to see what they look like with those eyes. 

Dawn arrives bringing dolphin sightings.  The dinghy makes a morning run for rum bringing back rum for all.   Mutiny averted, we set sail for Chichime.

On our voyage, the captain tells us about the Kuna marriage ritual and we all lean in close, cast in the postures of children around a campfire listening to ghost stories.  I am not the only one deeply interested in the Kuna culture.  He tells us that as part of the ceremony for marriage, the couple takes an erotic shower while people wait.  Then in a hut they hold each other in a hammock while someone tells the history of Kuna through song.

When I ask about who asks who to marry he quickly replies that it is not like that with a dismissive tone and gesture.   He is a Middle Eastern man so I take it with a grain of salt as it contradicts what I’ve read on how primarily it is the woman who chooses, as well as various versions of the marriage ceremony. Could he just be witness to the slow drift away from matrilineal/matrilocal customs?

He talks about how there is little to no crime, and when there is, they ask the person why they did what they did.  In extreme cases, there is punishment in the form of exile from the community to the mainland where it is much more difficult to live.



 

He also tells me of Waili, the nickname of the island they will drop me off at where I am to spend 3 nights.  Wailidub, sometimes seen as Wailidup, is also referred to as Isla Elefante.  He proclaims it is the only island with many cockroaches and mosquitos. Out of 365 islands, I’m going to the worst one for bugs?  He must be exaggerating, but just in case I trade him one of my solar lanterns for bug spray, an item I intentionally left at my Panama City hotel fearing I was taking too much.  He tells us some outrageous story about a fat man exploding who was a previous manager, and “two midgets on the island”, one being a lawyer.  Between the Canadian and the Brit, the jokes start.  “Will you please stand up in the courtroom”, “I am!” and “All rise!” We laugh inappropriately, unsure how much to believe.  He goes on.   For some reason there is a feud between the Captain and one of the little people so he tells me to give the guy the finger when I land. “Tell him I say this!” he emphasizes by displaying his middle finger.



My arrival to Wailidup is by dinghy and true to this trip, sans grace. (I have since blocked out the undignified way I clambered onto the dock but in my defense I don’t recall a ladder.) I am checked into my cabina on the water, something I’ve wanted to do ever since I saw pictures long ago of little houses extending over water and thought, how amazing!  These are modest versions with simple rooms and a door that only locks from the inside with a piece of wood turned at a 90 degree angle.  I don’t care. I’ve wanted this experience for too long to be petty.



There were indeed 2 little people on the island. I briefly entertained giving one the finger in good fun and possible catalyst to interesting conversation, but can’t afford such a frivolous lapse in judgement on an island with very few escape routes.  It’s small enough to walk around in about 10 minutes and, in case you missed this episode of reality is stranger than fiction, there is not one but two little people in the total population of about 20 including tourists.  

Instead, I went to my porch that led to the sea and watched Prax fix the mast light on the sailboat in the distance.  I suddenly, felt a form of loneliness I rarely feel. I had been on a small vessel for 3 nights and quickly became accustomed to my sailing mates - laughter, drama, mishaps and all.   Transitioning to such a small, easily traversed island where I knew absolutely nobody with limited or no access to fresh water, electricity, and cell/internet services was far outside the realm of my usual experiences.  I enjoy my own company so it was more the transition that was jarring.  This isn’t Survivor, so now what?  Just relax and enjoy.  Luckily, I excel at both of these things. 







There was a cockroach or two but I didn’t see a single mosquito.  However, I was silently attacked by voracious insects at each nightly communal dinner at the sole island restaurant. This included a fish dinner (surprise!) or a chicken alternate (seeing no chickens on the island I went with fish) and the opportunity to meet everyone.  There were Italians, Portuguese, some serious world travelers (like the kind that consider 100 countries child’s play and have coordinated dinners with terrorists and guerillas for the adventure), some French, and zero Americans – just the way I like it sometimes.  



In the day I would marvel at the strangeness of the shipwreck in the distance that made it appear as though a large ship was perpetually headed towards my cabina, or watch launchas slowly motor by laden with tourists occasionally snapping photos.  At night I would enjoy the porch with my solar lantern and a rum and coke or cerveza, the only beverage options besides water and instant coffee, listening to the waves crashing on the distant reef and see the occasional shadow fish swim under my bed or a crab come to visit and several geckos who had developed a taste for coke.  I had very limited service and tried sending messages with varying degrees of success.  One hurried text sent at some point on the trip was, “Do you receive my message”.  My friend who got it later said because of the bad English she questioned for a moment if someone had my phone and I was dead.



The next day I was casually summoned by workers with some generic, “lady!” and “hello!” yelled outside my cabina.  I walked out to greet them with an empty coke in my hand.  A stow-away gecko jumped from the can to me and the traditional “I have something on my body” dance that many travelers know so well began.  As arms flailed and I half screamed, half twirled, the two laughed so hard I thought they might cry.  Genuine laughter is bonding and they remembered my name after that display of lunacy.  “Marido?” they asked.  “No.  No quiero.”  They laughed again.

On such a small island you either relax in the cabina or on the porch extending to the sea, enjoy the main beach, or take day tours.  I did a little of each.  On one day tour, a launcha took us to Isla Perro, or what I like to call Gasoline Island because there were danger signs everywhere that they stored fuel.  Wonderful.  I’m on a tiny, flammable island. It wasn’t my cup of tea with tents littering the limited landscape but did have some lovely beaches, places to eat, and for diver enthusiasts, shipwrecks to explore. 



The highlight was going to the “swimming pools” or “piscine natural”, a sandbar in the middle of the ocean.  While touristy, I still can’t get over the feeling of standing up with ocean all around.  It’s a strange, non-intuitive, wondrous feeling. 



I also walked the small island I was staying on and noticed trash littering the shoreline, a sharp contrast to the main beach kept clean.  It was disturbing and as much as I wanted only beautiful pictures, I also couldn’t in good conscience ignore it and took photos of that as well. It was a reminder to take back as much garbage as I could and do better in my daily life going forward.




On my departure back to Port Carti I was efficiently included on a day trip boat to Icodub.  Icodub had several cabinas on the island as well as a few tents and areas for larger BBQ gatherings.  Reggaeton music played from various portable speakers and there was a lovely swing on the beach. 



While it was another island you could easily walk around, it was the most tourist populated I’d seen by far with day trippers, indicating the closeness to land.  Layered, ominous clouds rolled in and I worried about getting back before the weather hit.



Even as light rain started, so did a Kuna dance as people gathered to watch.  Several young women with maracas and young men with panpipes danced weaving in and out amongst each other with coordinated barefoot steps on the grass. This didn’t feel like a simple song, rather a gift being shared. It was a beautiful way to depart Guna Yala.



 

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I haven’t properly showered in 6 days. 

When I return to my Panama City hotel, I take a quick, luxurious hot shower, giddy with simple amenities like a large hotel bath towel.  I can’t wait to eat a burger - or anything but fish.  Sipping a fancy cocktail with rooftop pool views over city lights feels euphoric and I savour the pasta I order.  I like it, revel in it.



This is one of many reasons why I love travelling.  You stop taking things for granted.  You delight in things you maybe didn’t before or at least not to the same degree. You have unsettling conversations about garbage and climate change and interrupting cultures that are actually doing better than the rest of the world in many ways - more peaceful and egalitarian - hot water and electricity or not. You meet interesting well-traveled people along the way, ready to share a story or a laugh and often an honesty you don’t get from people you expect to see again. You experience other ways of living that have nothing to do with anything you’ve ever been taught or recklessly born into.  Guna Yala has something special, not to be exploited by tourism, converted by other cultures or religions, or casually dismissed.  It is a place to be honored, appreciated, and respected.  I want to go back. I have so many unanswered questions about the Kuna culture. I want to see and understand so much more. Sometimes, I want to go back before it was infiltrated, but I’m glad I went before it is further altered or lost whether to missionaries, westernization, patriarchy, or climate change. Most of all, I want to go back to that exquisitely simple moment with a Kuna woman tenderly painting rouge on my cheeks with her fingers, my internal definition of happiness expanding to include one more cherished memory.



*This trip was taken prior to Covid-19 shut downs.  Be fully informed, respectful, and responsible if considering travel to Guna Yala or anywhere, but especially when visiting indigenous people.  

 


Thursday, March 6, 2014

COSTA RICA TRAVEL GUIDE


My first visit to Costa Rica was in 1998, almost 16 years ago now.  Much has changed over the years and continues to change. It can be difficult to keep up with the ever increasing costs, tours, and restaurants, hotels, and stores that are there one day and gone the next.

People going to Costa Rica often ask me for advice or refer their friends to me for information. I have put together a general overview on traveling to Costa Rica coupled with my personal perspective.

There are countless wonderful travel guides out there so why would you want to read mine? 

I’ve been going to Costa Rica for 16 years - more than 20 times at this point! I am familiar especially with the Manuel Antonio/Quepos and La Fortuna/Arenal areas.  I have frequented many restaurants, activities, and places, so my opinions and recommendations are often not just based on one brief encounter, but many visits throughout the years in various seasons.  I am not receiving any financial incentives to say nice things about a place or thing in this travel guide – I’m doing so purely of my own volition with the intention of enhancing your travel experience and sharing the standout moments of my own.  Many of the businesses mentioned in my travel guide don’t even know they are being listed. Any advertising that may be incorporated down the road will be carefully selected without influencing the best possible information and referrals.

This Travel Guide is broken into user-friendly sections below.  To go to a particular section, just click on it.  If you find this Costa Rica Travel Guide useful, please comment, like, and don’t forget to share with your friends!  And if there is information you would like to see added, please comment and share your thoughts.

·         TOURIST VISAS AND PASSPORTS
·         MONEY MATTERS
   o   CREDIT CARDS
   o   ATMS
·         GETTING TO COSTA RICA
·         GETTING AROUND IN COSTA RICA
·         DESTINATIONS
·         LODGING
·         ACTIVITIES
·         SIGHTS
   o   VOLCANOES
·         FOOD AND DRINK

While reading my Costa Rica Travel Guide, please note that I utilize the Oxford comma and occasionally the British spelling of words and these are not oversights.  This Travel Guide will be updated and sections added or expanded in the future to make it as valuable to you as possible.
I would also like to express my gratitude to Bryan Szela and Saku Bikangaga for helping proofread my Costa Rica Travel Guide when my eyes began to tire and glaze over.  Muchas gracias, amigos!
 


Americans and Canadians can go to Costa Rica on a 90 day tourist visa.  If you are planning a trip longer than 90 days or get “stuck” there as many do, you will need to leave the country for 3 days before returning.  Many people go to Panama or Nicaragua for these purposes.   Make sure you have the following before going to Costa Rica:

·         A current valid passport and, while the Costa Rican embassy isn’t very clear, it is widely recommended to have at least 6 months of validity to be safe (watch those expiration dates!)
·         Enough pages in your passport (I’ve heard of people getting turned away for this.)
·         A return ticket to exit Costa Rica (I have never had them ask for this at Immigration/Customs but wouldn’t want to risk getting turned away.)
 
If you are traveling to Costa Rica from South America and/or sub-Saharan Africa, you’ll need the yellow fever vaccine.

For more information on yellow fever vaccination and Visa requirements for other countries, visit the Costa Rica Embassy and also check with your embassy.

 



The currency of Costa Rica is the colon (currency code CRC).  As of February 17, 2014, the rate is 1 USD = 503.4 CRC.  This makes it easy to convert in your head and figure out how much you are spending. 

TIP:  For a quick approximate conversion from colones to U.S. dollars, double the amount of the first digits of a multiple 1,000 colones.  For the reverse (U.S. to colones), divide by 2 and multiply by 1000.

EXAMPLE:
***Rates on February 17, 2014
1 USD = 503.4 CRC
2 USD = 1,006.80 CRC
10 USD = 5,034.00 CRC
20 USD = 10,068.00 CRC

So, if you have 34,110 colones, just double the first couple of digits or the 34 to get approximately 68 USD. 

For the most current exchange rate and conversions, you can use the following free online currency converter:
Oanda Currency Converter
 
It is not recommended to exchange your currency prior to coming to Costa Rica as banks may charge a premium fee.  There are places to exchange your money in the Juan Santamaria International Airport.  Just after you get through Immigration and before you go through Customs, there are places to exchange money while you wait to retrieve your checked luggage. Generally, the more you exchange the better the rate.  You can also go to banks and some hotels will exchange currency for you.  One of the easiest ways to get local colones is by ATM machines, which often allow you to choose to withdraw either in US dollars or colones.  I do recommend using and always having on hand the local colones, at the very least because part of the fun of traveling in other countries is doing things the way locals do.


Visa and MasterCard are most widely accepted while American Express and Discover are the least accepted.

TIP: If shopping at a gift or clothing shop, there are often 2 prices depending on whether you use a credit card or pay with cash (basically an offset of the credit card fees they are charged).  Ask if there are any discounts for using cash or special prices for buying more than one item.  Bartering can be fun!


ATMS can be found in most major cities.  If traveling to rural areas, plan ahead accordingly.  If you are in an area that only has one ATM for many miles, don’t let your cash situation get dire.  I have been in the position where that “one bank/ATM” gets hit by lightning and suddenly you are counting your coins.

It is a good idea to have only a 4 digit pin code for any ATM bankcards.  Banks sometimes discourage PIN numbers starting with 0 or with numbers in sequential order. While Costa Rica may be accepting more PIN numbers with 5 or 6 digits, there are some that still only accept 4 digit PINS like most of Latin America. Also, be sure to grab your card promptly when it comes out of the machine.  I have seen more than one person have the ATM machine eat their card with a momentary delay and, yes, it has happened to me as well.  I was able to retrieve it by going to the bank the next morning with my Passport for identification.  Having your card sucked in can leave you temporarily cashless or in a sticky situation if you need to leave the area or country before the bank opens.


I do not recommend taking traveler’s cheques.  In my experience, they are more trouble these days than they are worth and many places do not take them anymore.  Many touristy places are also accustomed to taking US dollars although I recommend using the local currency of any place you travel to.

 


Costa Rica has a few International Airports and many Domestic Airports. 

International Airports:
     ·         SJO – San Jose, Juan Santamaria International Airport
·         LIR – Liberia (Guanacaste), Daniel Oduber International Airport
·         LIO – Limon, Limon International Airport
·         SYQ – Tobias Bolanos International Airport

Many airlines fly to Juan Santamaria, and this is the airport I routinely use.  However, if you are going to Guanacaste or the Caribbean, you may want to check out the other international airports as well. 

PERSONAL TIP:  I do not recommend staying overnight in San Jose, especially if you have only one or two weeks in Costa Rica.  To avoid staying overnight in San Jose, I recommend finding a flight that arrives into San Jose sometime between 10 a.m. – 1:30 p.m., which will enable you to catch either the Interbus or a Sansa flight.  If you are departing from SFO or LA, this usually means a red-eye flight.  I generally prefer connecting through Houston for various reasons.  If it is winter in the U.S., I also avoid any connecting flights to cities that could easily be delayed or canceled due to bad weather (Denver, Chicago, etc.).  If you arrive after 2 or 3 p.m., regular buses, taxis, and private drivers are still an option, but may not be your preferred choices and the latter can be expensive. The later you arrive in San Jose, the more likely you will spend the night there and lose valuable beach or jungle time. 

I have had amazing luck with ORBITZ for flights from SFO to SJO and also directly through some airline websites.  If using my tip above and coming from Northern California, look for the United flights leaving SFO around midnight. 

PERSONAL TIP:  If you are not on a strict budget, when searching for flights check both the cost of Economy and Business/First Class.  Occasionally I have found the price difference is relatively minor and very much worth it.  Some perks generally included:

·         Priority check-in lines
·         Priority security lines
·         Access to airport clubs
·         Rack up additional frequent flyer mileage
·         First on and first off the plane along with your luggage
·         Served free beverages (yes, I’ll have a rum and coke please!)
·         Served food with a little more effort put into it with real silverware
·         Comfy seats often with additional amenities

Airlines I have used to get to Costa Rica:  United, US Airways, American, Avianca (Lacsa, Taca), and back in the day Continental (now merged with United.)

TIP:  Sign up for mileage award programs on whichever airline you choose if you have not already.  It is amazing how mileage adds up and before you know it, you have enough for a free trip!  It’s even more fun to charge the flight to a credit card that also earns miles for every dollar you spend.

There are also airlines that fly within Costa Rica, which I cover in the PLANE section below.

 


BUSES

Buses are inexpensive, very reliable and a great option for backpackers or those with easy-to-manage luggage and more time in the country.  It is also a great way to see the countryside.  For short distances, I highly recommend using the bus.  For example, from Manuel Antonio to Quepos the bus fare only costs 285 colones (~ $0.50 USD), compared with 3,000 or 4,000 colones (~$6 or $8 USD) for a taxi, and is quite easy to use.

TIP:  Some buses have buttons on the vertical poles scattered throughout the bus that you can push to alert the bus driver to stop, which can be easy to miss if you are on a crowded bus or unfamiliar with their location.  I was always looking for overhead wires to pull down on before noticing the pole “stop” buttons.

Depending on how far you are traveling, bus travel can take more time, especially depending on the roads to where you are going!  So, if you only have a week or two, you may want to consider other alternatives.  There is also sometimes theft so you need to be cautious and keep an eye on your belongings.  Yes, I have had a bag stolen on the bus before and it’s never fun. If you have a lot of luggage this can be more cumbersome so pack light if this is the way you plan to travel.

CAR RENTAL

Hertz, Budget, and other common car rental companies are easily found. I don’t like driving in Costa Rica due to my own personal experiences (been in a bus crash, seen a lot of deadly accidents, etc.), but I have on occasion.  This can be a good way to go if you want to see more of an area, stop off along the way, prefer freedom a car provides, or don’t like the other options.  It’s a bit more expensive and drawbacks include the fact that Costa Rica road signage is not like in the U.S.  Even GPS can be a little sketchy at times.  Car rentals are great for day usage and many people use them regularly for their entire travels.  They can be more necessary depending on where you are going, especially 4-wheel drive in some areas, so plan accordingly. Remember, you’ll need your passport and driver’s license for car rentals.

It is not advisable to drive at night in unfamiliar areas. The roads have become much safer over the years although I must admit, I miss the “crazier” days of Costa Rican driving.  Also be wary of any flat tire issues as sometimes while stopping at a place, your tires are punctured creating a slow leak.  Later a “good Samaritan” comes by to help (i.e. rob) you.  If you are in a remote location, don’t stop.  Drive to the next safe place if possible.   

SHUTTLES AND INTERBUS

The Interbus is the shuttle I have the most personal experience with.  It is very reliable, approximately $30 - $40 to transport from hotel to hotel or airport, and you share a van with other travelers so you get to chat with others along the way.  Generally you get there faster than a bus (and maybe even than renting a car), you don’t have to drive, and your luggage is safer than in a bus. I recommend just calling them rather than emailing to make reservations since it is easier to provide credit card information over the phone rather than filling out a form and faxing/scanning it. 
Interbus Online

If you are taking the Interbus from the Juan Santamaria airport, there is usually a shuttle around 3 p.m. (hence my tip regarding arrival times at the airport) that picks up from the Denny’s restaurant nearby just a few minutes away.  It is easy to take a taxi (there is always a swarm of them outside of the airport) to the restaurant for the Interbus.


There are a couple of airlines that fly within Costa Rica.  Depending on where you are going, Sansa Air or Nature Air will be your best bet.  If going from one side of the country to another, there is often a stop in San Jose before continuing on.  A typical flight from San Jose to Quepos ends up costing about $100 (once taxes are added in) and if you have a lot of luggage, they will tack on an overweight charge (my most recent overweight charge was $30).  Be prepared for your bags to be weighed as well as yourself (yes, you’ll need to stand on a scale with whatever bags you are taking on the plane.) 

PERSONAL TIP: I often try to buy some coffee where it is less expensive in the areas I stay in, but I wait to really stock up (i.e. fill up my suitcase) in the Juan Santamaria International Airport before checking my bags in to avoid even more overweight charges on Sansa.  I also stock up one final time once my bags are checked and adopt the most innocent, “What? I’m buying gifts for people!” expression I can muster while boarding the plane.

Sansa and Nature Air have smaller prop planes that seat about 10-12 people relatively crammed in, so if you don’t like flying, find a little turbulence to be apocalyptic, or are on a budget, this may not be the option for you.  If you are 8 feet tall I also wouldn’t recommend it. However, if you have the funds, like flying, and are short on time or just short in general, this is an excellent way to get from place to place quickly, especially for longer distances.  For example, it can take 3-4 hours to get from San Jose to Quepos by ground transportation or 20 minutes on Sansa. 

My preference is Sansa although I have flown on Nature Air occasionally.  Sansa is conveniently located next to Juan Santamaria International Airport (as you come out the airport doors, walk towards the street, turn left, and it less than a block down on the left-hand side) while you’ll need to catch a taxi to Nature Air.  It is easy to book your Sansa Flight in advance on their website below and don’t forget to sign-up for their mileage program.
Sansa Regional

Nature Air

Words of caution:  San Jose is known for crosswinds.  This can occasionally mean some pretty hairy landings but these pilots are experienced with crosswinds and are the ones you want flying your plane.  There was one particular flight I was on that was perhaps the scariest of my life, but that pilot was bad-ass and stuck that landing even though everyone thought they were going to die.  I am now a huge fan of Sansa pilots and they get my vote of confidence.

There was a day when you could just fly into a smaller airport for free, but in recent years fees have been added.  The fees are generally only a few dollars depending on the airport and may be charged both when you arrive and depart.

PRIVATE CAR

Some of my friends prefer to rent a private driver/car to get them from point A to point B.  Personally I feel this is too expensive and slow for my solo traveler taste in light of the other options available, but there are plenty of online resources should this be your preference. 

TAXI

This can get really expensive for long distances but can be very useful at night when buses stop running, for closer distances, out of the way places, or when you are not renting a car. On one occasion my Sansa flight wasn’t able to land in Quepos due to bad weather and I ended up splitting the cost with a fellow passenger.  It happened to be an EPIC TAXI RIDE and one for the Costa Rica Travel Adventura Blog Archives (a link will be added later).  I recommend negotiating with the taxi drivers and splitting the costs with others when possible.  I have had taxis from San Jose to Quepos cost anywhere from $100 to $160.  I believe the $100 taxi was the one where the driver took his shirt off saying he was “caliente” so be aware that even some good deals come with a hidden cost.    

Legitimate taxis are red with yellow triangles or orange if they are airport taxis and will have a photo ID of the driver inside.  There are Pirate Taxis which are generally not advisable since they do not have the appropriate licensing and insurances, so if you are in an accident you won’t be covered.  On one occasion, I called a legitimate taxi number and a Pirate Taxi showed up.  Confused since I had called a legitimate number and the taxi number was correct, I got in.  When the driver started going a strange way to my destination (and I knew where I was going), I called him on it and mentally prepared to leap out the door if need be.  I wasn’t too fond of my Pirate Taxi experience and don’t recommend it.  My local Tico friends (Costa Rican men are Ticos and the women are Ticas) have also advised me against Pirate Taxis.  

Often when calling a taxi service they will provide you with the number of the taxi coming to pick you up.  Be sure to wait for your taxi number and don’t jump into another taxi that happens to be going by if a restaurant or hotel has called the taxi for you, which can piss off both parties.

 



This area has become my one of my top favourites for its beautiful beaches, lush jungle, wildlife, and all of the great activities offered.  It has the perfect blend of relaxation, fun, and adventure.  It is easy to get to from San Jose via bus, car rental, Interbus, or Sansa.  It is also easy to rent a car for a day trip to some of the lesser visited areas and beaches down south a bit without committing to a longer stay.  There are buses regularly from Quepos to Manuel Antonio and a multitude of taxis. The hills are in close proximity to the coastline and provide the perfect platform for restaurants with excellent sunset views.  And of course there are a lot of monkeys!

There is a huge tourist appeal to this area yet you can still get more of a local feel by just venturing out a little deeper into the areas or into some of the neighboring towns such as Villa Nueva.  Playa El Rey (I swear I’ve also heard it called Playa Del Rey) is another lovely beach south of the area that is more in the secluded spectrum.   

Depending on the time of year you go, be prepared for the weather.  The rainy season is generally from May to November.  Some areas of Costa Rica have a slightly different rainy season but this holds fairly true for Manuel Antonio/Quepos. The dry season is from December to April and is also when prices for everything are higher.  It is a good idea to book in advance during the high season.

ACTIVITIES:

·         Zip Line Tours
·         River rafting
·         Sunset Sailing and Snorkeling Tours* - Trimaran Sunset Sails Tours with Lourdes and Minor is family owned and operated.  They serve one of the best fish dinners on the boat as well as beverages including the famous Happy Juice.  Visit Sunset Sails Tours or email info@sunsetsailstours.com or call 2777.1304.
·         Night jungle hikes
·         Horseback riding
·         Mangrove tours kayak or boat - Aventuras Tropicales with William is also family owned and operated and great for Mangrove kayaking.  Email mycostaricatours@gmail.com or call 5019.5889.
·         ATV’s (All-Terrain Vehicles)
·         Surfing lessons
·         Surfing, body surfing, etc.
·         Jet Ski rentals
·         Sport Fishing/Spear Fishing/Snorkeling – Ocean Air Tours with Jean Paul, who speaks French, Spanish, and English and offers a more intimate and private fishing or snorkeling tour experience. Visit Ocean Air Tours or call 8368.1426.
·         Parasailing
·         Sky Diving – I hope to do this next time I am there so I’ll let you know how it goes!
·         Beautiful Beaches for sunbathing, playing, relaxing. - If you want to escape the throngs of people at Manuel Antonio, just walk farther down.  Biesanz Beach is also lovely.
·         Manuel Antonio National Park – This is a wonderful place to see wildlife and spend the day hiking and exploring the various beaches.  You can rent a guide or explore on your own.  The park is closed on Mondays so plan accordingly.  If you are going in the rainy season, check to make sure it is open as sometimes heavy rains affect the trails.

 

LODGING:

There are many places to stay in Manuel Antonio/Quepos.  I am only listing a few here in each category.  Links to websites that can aid in your search for more lodging options are listed at the bottom of the section.  Recommended have an * next to them.

Hostels:
         Hostel Vista Serena *
         Backpackers Manuel Antonio

Bed And Breakfast: 
         Casa Buena Vista *
         Mango Moon 

Hotels:
         Costa Verde 
         Verde Mar 
         Villas Nicolas *
         Byblos Resort and Casino

Luxury Hotels:
         Gaia Hotel And Reserve *
         Issimo Suites
         La Mariposa

LGBT Hotels:
          Villa Roca *

Rental Homes: 
          Casa Elsa *

 
GENERAL ACCOMMODATION WEBSITES:

AIRBNB – This is an excellent site to find a Bed and Breakfast, a private or shared room, or even houses, apartments, and condominiums to rent.  It can be very useful for budget travelers, large groups looking for entire spaces, or those who want something a little different than a large hotel.


ANYWHERE COSTA RICA – This is a helpful site to find mid to high price range hotels throughout Costa Rica.


HOSTEL WORLD – This is a great site to find hostels located throughout Costa Rica
 

RESTAURANTS:

There are many great restaurants in this area to choose from.  I have separated the list into different categories.  Each one is recommended and I have added a few very brief descriptions.  For more detailed descriptions, please visit my RESTAURANTS PAGE.

Manuel Antonio - Great Sunset Views and Food/Cocktails:

·         Gaia Hotel and Reserve – Fabulous menu. Great Service.  A favourite place for cocktails and appetizers.
·         Barba Roja – Good food and have had excellent sushi here; beautiful sunset viewing.
·         Agua Azul – Wonderful staff, good food with large portions to satisfy your hunger. 
·         Mar Luna – Excellent food; they have amazing fish dishes!
·         Rafael’s Terrazas – Good food and lovely view; this was the birthplace of my Dirty Banana fetish.
·         Ronnie’s – A great place for sunset cocktails.  You’ll need a car or taxi to get there.
·         Emilio’s – Their menu options are few but delicious and the quaint setting will charm you.
·         La Mariposa – A little pricey, especially for the quality of food, but the view is incredible. 

Manuel Antonio - Great Food/Staff:

·         Kappi Kappi – Pricey, but worth it.  Excellent food.
·         Victoria’s – Very good pizzas and Italian style food.  The owner’s attentiveness will win you over.
·         El Sol – Great for happy hour after the beach, wonderful staff, and their pollo con hongos is delicious!
·         Sancho’s – Good, inexpensive Mexican food.  Two words: fish tacos.
·         El Gato Pescador – Very good fish and chips; their fish balls are a winner.
·         Salsa Puedes – Excellent place for tapas; sometimes they have live music.
·         Dragonfly Thai – Great cocktails, good Thai food, right next to the beach.
·         Si Como No – Pricey but good food; they do an amazing banana flambé show.
·         Claro Que Seafood – Good food; yes this is the place where I ordered all the appetizers on the menu.
·         La Cantina – Good food and sometimes they have live music.

Quepos Restaurants:

·         Dulce Vita – Good Italian food, a little pricier, save room for dessert.
·         Bahia Azul – Good sunset view; more of a local place with a festive vibe and loud music.
·         Kanuk Best Western – Good food and nice view; I ate one of the best Tiramisus here.
·         Dos Locos – Reasonably priced; good place to have a beer and nachos; they sometimes have live music.
·         L’Angolo Allegro – Really excellent Italian food reasonably priced.
·         Tropical Sushi – If you are craving Sushi, this is a great place to go!
·         Sodas – many to choose from in Quepos!

 
Restaurant Delivery:
If you arrive in Manuel Antonio and are exhausted from your travels and hungry to boot, it is good to know that Sanchos and El Gato Pescador deliver food. 

·         El Gato Pescador – 2777.6085
·         Sanchos – 2777.0340

 Naomi’s Top Manuel Antonio Food/Cocktail Recommendations:

·         Kappi Kappi - Lobster Ravioli – divine!
·         Gaia Hotel and Reserve –Caribbean Blackened Tuna Appetizer, Mango-tini, and their House Salad will wow you.
·         Victoria’s – Chicken and Walnut Pizza and their Meatballs
·         Dragonfly Thai – Their Cocktail with the mamochino in it is….Fabulous!
·         El Gato Pescador –Fish Balls
·         Sanchos – Fish Tacos
·         Sunset Sails Tours – Their fish dinner served on the boat is so damn good!
·         Jose’s empanadas on la playa! - Jose is the handsome man with the sunny disposition and adorable smile who carries a cooler, which is more like a treasure chest of empanadas.  They are great alone or with an imperial which you can get from various beach vendors who bring coolers down.
·         Hotel Arboleda has a funky, wooden beach bar that is great to know about, especially if you decide to hang out at the far end of Manuel Antonio beach where there are fewer people.  Stop by for a refreshment or snack.  It is a chill place to watch the surfers or the many lizards that roam about in the sand clearing and trees.

NIGHTLIFE:

Nightlife is limited in Manuel Antonio.  I am very sad to report that Bambu Jam is no longer there.  Over the years neighbors complain about music resulting in the closure of many night spots.  Liquid has also recently closed.  Karma is the newest gay bar/almost club in town.  Your best bet is to ask about any live music in the area that may be playing at restaurants or hotels or go to Quepos.  Wacky Wanda’s is a famous watering hole with air conditioning if you need to cool down.  Dos Locos has live music one or two nights a week.  For more of a nightclub/discoteca scene, check out Republik, Bahia Azul, or the one directly across from Bahia Azul, which I believe is called Discoteca Arco Iris.  I always know it by the plank/bridge you walk across to get inside. 

GLBT RECOMMENDATIONS:

·         Villa Roca (Hotel)
·         Mogambo (Bar) – I call this place Mozambique because the name is hard for me to remember.
·         Karma (Bar)
·         Sunset Sails Tours – They have Gay Cruises on Wednesday and Saturdays.
·         Jose of Gay Tours Costa Rica is also another resource.

 
OTHER USEFUL INFORMATION: 

·         Taxi number – 2777.0425
·         Laundry services can be found at Hotel Flor Blanca.
·         Many stores can be found with Super Joseths and Pali being the most popular.
·         There are a couple of Pharmacias and a Post Office in Quepos. 
·         Every Saturday there is La Feria in Quepos which is a local farmer’s market with inexpensive and fresh, local produce. 
·         If you are planning a wedding or special occasion in Costa Rica and need a photographer, contact John Williamson via email at john@weddingphotoscostarica.com or visit his Wedding Photos Costa Rica website.
·         There is a fabulous jewelry maker who has joined forces with one of my favourite clothing shops.  They have both just relocated from Quepos and are now sharing a space on the lower level of the new building in Manuel Antonio at the top of La Mariposa road near Agua Azul.  If you are looking for a special gift for someone or shopping for yourself, be sure to stop by.  (For the record, I *almost* thought about keeping this to myself for purely selfish reasons, but they are just too good not to share.)
·         Quepolandia is a local publication that is good to pick up for all kinds of excellent information including tides, restaurants, taxi numbers, tours, and other local articles.

 


La Fortuna is one of the main towns with a view of the Arenal Volcano (depending on weather, of course).  This area can have slightly different weather patterns than other parts of Costa Rica.  Their high season generally runs from May to November and the green season from December to April.   Volcano Arenal is still an active volcano but has entered a “resting phase” so you are not likely to see lava flow.  It is still wonderful to visit and you never know with Mother Nature – she can be a blast of surprises!

PERSONAL TIP:  If you are near the volcano and feel a big earthquake, consider running like hell.  The noise a volcano makes is pretty distinctive.  Even if you’ve never heard one before, you’ll know it when you do because it will rumble or shake you to your core as fierce as a lightning super bolt.   Like they say in the airplanes, “Always know your exits”.

This area is set apart from others by a myriad of hot springs and resorts.  There is a waterfall you can hike to which I am barely recommending due to a personal disappointing experience (you’ll just have to read about it in my blog later for the full story).  There are many activities to do in this area and while the town doesn’t have a huge nightlife scene, there are plenty of restaurants as well as Disco Vulcania a bit out of town.  If you are planning on going to Monteverde after and are feeling adventurous, you can travel by horse.  I believe they get there quicker than other transportation.  Wear jeans not yoga pants.  One word for you: Chaffing. There is nothing more disconcerting than your ass bleeding and being unable to sit properly for days.

There is a domestic airport nearby that can save some travel time.  This area is a good place to rent a car.  While there is bus transportation, sometimes taxis are more convenient but costs can add up quickly due to the distances. 

ACTIVITIES:

Pretty much every area has zip lining, ATV’s, hiking, horseback riding, and access to river rafting for day trips and La Fortuana/Arenal is no exception.  There is also a butterfly garden near Lake Arenal where I had a memorable experience.  You can read about it in my Costa Rica - La Fortuna, Volcano Arenal: The Butterfly Gardens blog.  If you go to this area, you won’t want to miss out on the Hot Springs. 

Tabacon Hot Springs – This is a must see for sure!  During the busy season, it is recommended to make reservations in advance. It is a little on the expensive side but worth every penny.  Plan on spending the whole day there if time permits.  I always feel sorry for tours that only get a few measly hours to indulge in this mini paradise of relaxation in a gorgeous setting. I do my best to go from 10 a.m. – 10 p.m.  It may sound like a lot of time but it goes faster than you can imagine when you enter a lunch, dinner, and requisite down time into the equation. The only caveat is that if Volcano Arenal decides to spew lava, it isn’t the safest location.  I remember being there one time when the water was so hot it was difficult to get in.  A month later the volcano erupted in a good explosion.  If you pay close attention, you will notice they have evacuation signs posted throughout the place.  And this is how I keep Tabacon Hot Springs all to myself, by putting nuggets of volcanic fear in the minds of others while I frolic in the steamy jungle.  Mwah-ah-ah-ha!

Baldi Hot Springs – This is another popular hot springs and less expensive although I dare say for a reason.  Go here first if you plan on going to Tabacon, but if you only have time for one, choose Tabacon.

The Free Hot Springs – Yes, there is a free hot springs the locals go to with absolutely no adornments.  I call them the warm springs.  Ask a local to tell you where (or show you if they are good looking).  You get bonus points if you go at night, in the dark, with only a flashlight…naked.    

LODGING:

Tabacon Hot Springs Resort – This is definitely a luxury resort, but I would say if you have the funds, why not?!  Ideal for romantic getaways or “because I’m freakin’ awesome and I deserve it” splurges.  Their fabulous Hot Springs will be at your fingertips and you can flirt about the premises in plush bathrobes testing out various pools or relaxing before a soothing massage.

Hotel Los Lagos – I rather like this place even though I almost feel guilty about it, which makes it just that much more fun as all guilty pleasures are.  Why?  Well, it has some fun hot springs on site, a swim up bar, these crazy oversized mushroom sculptures you can take cover under when it rains that give you an Alice in Aquatic Wonderland feeling, and waterslides.  Fun waterslides.  One sorta scary waterslide.  While a little campy at times, this is a great place to take a family, to challenge your adulthood, or to see how much is left in your fountain of youth.  Basically, if you have any wonderment or kid left in you, this place will bring it out.  They also have various tours to go on and a little reserve area where you can walk through for free at your leisure and see butterflies, ants, crocodiles, caimans, frogs, and other wildlife.  I have also had some exciting encounters with coatis, fireflies, and even a tarantula.  Oh, and when the weather is good, the Volcano is magnificently right in front of you in all its astounding glory and will take your breath away. 

Arenal Observatory Lodge  – This is one of the safest places to stay should the goddess of fire decide to misbehave as the word “observatory” suggests.  It is a great place to learn more history of the Volcano and the area and do some hiking.  It is quite nice with views of the volcano depending on the weather.  There are some budget options at the Lodge and some pricier ones.  If going during the busy season, it is definitely recommended to reserve in advance as they get booked up.

La Fortuna has many budget and mid-range accommodations and there are upscale resorts scattered throughout the Arenal area, many with their own on-site hot springs. 

ARENAL.NET  – If you are planning on going to the La Fortuna/Arenal Volcano area, I recommend using this site.  I have used it several times to stay in various places in that area.  There is also a map that is helpful to look at when determining your travel plans and needs.
 


Montezuma
Dubbed “Monte-fuma” by some, this area boasts many beaches, a couple of wonderful waterfalls, and Cabo Blanco, which is quite beautiful to hike through ending at a spectacular white-sand beach. The beach town vibe is apparent here and there are many lodging options in various price ranges.  As with any beach, do not take shells from them.  Don’t be shellfish (hahaha).  Seriously though, one of Montezuma’s beaches had the most incredible shells.  On a visit years later, I was looking forward to seeing this spectacular beach again and was disheartened by how depleted of shells it was.  Often people think they are just taking one, not realizing they are ruining something beautiful meant for everyone to share.  This is a good reminder no matter where you are in the world.

San Ramon 
I got stuck here while passing through and LOVED this town for its authentic Costa Rican feel without being as “touristy” as some.  It has a great vibe to it.  If you are passing through with a car it’s worth a stop off for an afternoon of wandering around and getting a bite to eat or fresh fruit from the street vendors.

Monteverde 
Best known for its cloud forest, this area is a bird watcher’s delight.  I was glad I went here once to see the cloud forest and do some hiking, but honestly I have no desire to go back, mostly because it was too cold for my tropical taste and when I stepped off the bus I got bombarded by people trying to sell hotels/hostels which was a turn-off.  Also, it was the only place in Costa Rica where I went to the more local bar/hang out and felt as though I was not welcomed.  However, if you are into bird watching this is one of the better places to go, and like I said, I was glad I saw it once.

Dominical/Uvita
I had a chance to do a day trip with some friends to these areas and some surrounding beaches that were a little more obscure and off the beaten path and they were lovely.  There is a great Tilapia place with a waterfall in this area (you’ll need a car) and a beach that was so serene with hardly anyone there it was like something out of a fairy tale.

Tamarindo/Flamingo – Guanacaste Area
It is more hot and dry in Guanacaste and didn’t have some of the lush jungle that I prefer in Manuel Antonio.  It also was fairly built up and touristy and I prefer the jungle to come up right to the beach, but some people seem to prefer this kind of area as there is a huge tourist draw.  A part of that may be attributed to the surfing these areas are known for.

Alajuela
If you have a late flight into San Jose or early morning flight out of San Jose, this is actually a cool place to stay close to the airport.  I went there once for that reason but ended up adoring where I stayed and the restaurants and the vibe of the city, a little less intense than San Jose but with excellent food and reasonable accommodations.

Heredia
I loved it here but granted I was staying at someone’s house so it was a different experience.  Since this isn’t a tourist destination, a more local feel can be found here.

El Castillo
This is a small town near La Fortuna/Arenal Volcano.  I ended up here on my first trip staying in a funky house we heard about through an awesome couple, Mark and Diane.  I have fond memories of this place with its one restaurant/bar/store/the only phone in town.  I’m sure it has changed a lot over the years.  The last time I was there was just briefly.  We gave a ride to a tourist who looked stranded on the side of the road trying to get to a place in El Castillo to join her friends.  Our taxi driver was kind enough to pick up this stranger and allow us to give her a ride.  If you are looking for something off the beaten path, check out this funky town.  Tabacon Hot Springs and the Arenal Volcano are nearby.

Mal Pais/Santa Teresa
Surfer hot-spots; Mal Pais is not necessarily recommended for novice surfers. 

Tortuguero
I don’t know, something about turtles. ;-)  Just kidding. 

Cahuita & Puerto Viejo
Chill Caribbean towns and more beautiful beaches. Many people go from here to Bocas del Toro, Panama for a short visit or to continue their travels.

Osa Peninisula - Drake Bay, Corcovado
I’ve heard many wonderful things and quite a few eventful stories about this area.  There is more lush jungle and wildlife.  Corcovado boasts some of the more hardcore hiking if you are up for a hiking adventure.

Jaco
Unless doing a specific activity there or passing through, there isn’t much of a reason to go there in my personal opinion. There are actually many good restaurants but it is like the Tico version of Miami with condos and tall buildings and a lot of drugs, prostitution and crime – not exactly the Costa Rica I fell in love with.  One good thing to note is that there are speed boats that can take you from Montezuma to Jaco and cut out some travel time.  From Jaco you can easily rent a car or take a bus down south.

Puntarenas
I’ve passed through here many times to get to Montezuma and never thought much of it.  It used to be very dirty and kind of desolate in a weird way but I think it has gotten better.  All in all it is a place to pass through in my opinion and not a place to stay.  This is where you’ll catch the ferry to Montezuma.  Be sure to have a beer on the ferry and apply sunscreen if hanging out in the sun – it is a long enough ferry ride to give you a nice sunburn. 

San Jose
Most people arriving internationally end up staying here overnight.  San Jose has many amazing restaurants, culture, museums, nightlife, and day trips that are worth taking.  However, it is a bustling, loud, polluted city and after a couple of visits, I would bypass San Jose any way I could in favor of the beaches and jungle of Costa Rica.  If you happen to be here, take advantage of the many things to do in this area or see my GETTING AROUND IN COSTA RICA section to know how to quickly get out of dodge.

TIP:  One thing to note when determining travel time is that the map can be deceiving – a place can look very close like from La Fortuna to Monteverde but it actually takes a fair amount of time to get there due to roads/mountains, etc.  If you only have a week with intentions of visiting multiple places on your own, planning can be important to get the most out of your trip.  While tours offer services to get you around quickly from place to place, the cost can be much higher than if you just plan on your own with a little good advice.

 


This section is more to provide you with some helpful links to begin your search for lodging and some brief descriptions.  A few specific recommendations are listed in the DESTINATIONS section.

AIRBNB – This is an excellent site to find a Bed and Breakfast, a private or shared room, or even houses, apartments, and condominiums to rent.  I have had some great experiences with this site and it can be very useful for budget travelers, large groups looking for entire spaces, or those who want something a little different than a large hotel.

ANYWHERE COSTA RICA – This is a helpful site to find mid to high range hotels throughout Costa Rica.

ARENAL.NET – If you are planning on going to the La Fortuna/Arenal Volcano area, I recommend using this site.  I have used it several times to stay in various places in that area.  There is also a map that is helpful to look at when determining your travel plans and needs.

HOSTEL WORLD – This is a great site to find hostels located throughout Costa Rica

 


Costa Rica is a playground for the adventurer, the hiker, the surfer, the sunbather, and the delightfully lazy.  Here is a sample listing of some activities I have enjoyed and links to recommended tours are in bold:

·         Bungee Jumping –  Visit Tropical Bungee or call 2248.2212 

Want to be inspired to take the bungee plunge?  Check out my  Costa Rica Bungee Jumping Video on YouTube!

·         Sunset Sailing – Trimaran Sunset Sails Tours with Lourdes and Minor is the best. Visit Sunset Sails Tours or email info@sunsetsailstours.com or call 2777.1304
·         Zip Line Tours
·         Mangrove Kayaking – Aventuras Tropicales with William. Email mycostaricatours@gmail.com  or call 5019.5889
·         Horseback Riding
·         Mangrove Boating Tour
·         Jungle Night Tours
·         Tabacon Hot Springs
·         Hiking (through National Parks and to waterfalls)
·         Beautiful beaches for sunbathing, walking, surfing, playing, or simply relaxing with your favourite book and an Imperial.

In addition to the above, there are other activities such as the following:

·         ATV Tours
·         Canyoneering
·         Sky Diving
·         Waterfall Rappelling
·         Rock Climbing – see Bungee Jumping website listed above for rock climbing
·         White-Water River Rafting
·         Jet Ski Rentals
·         Scuba Diving
·         Volcano Tours
·         Hanging Bridges
·         Bird Watching
·         Coffee Plantation Tours
·         Spice Tours

It is easy to get details on tours provided in an area from your hotel, hostel, or bed and breakfast.  Many areas offer similar tours.  It is often nice to choose tours that support local or family run businesses so ask around before making your decision. 

 


Costa Rica boasts 6 active and approximately 60 dormant volcanoes, generally also designated as National Parks.  The separate list of National Parks and Wildlife Refuges is only to delineate which ones do not have the presence of the fire goddess.  A few popular destinations are listed below.


·         Arenal Volcano – This was Costa Rica’s most active volcano and while still technically active, it has entered a resting phase so don’t expect to see a grand show of lava flow.
·         Poás Volcano – One of Costa Rica’s most active volcanoes; popular day trips go here from San Jose.
·         Rincón de la Vieja Volcano – Located in Guanacaste, there is hiking and a sulfuric hot spring.
·         Irazú Volcano – The tallest volcano in Costa Rica; known for its emerald green lake.
·         Tenorio Volcano – Located in Guanacaste, the surrounding areas have hot springs.
·         Turrialba Volcano – On clear days you can see the Atlantic coast as well as Poás and Irazú Volcanoes.

 
NATIONAL PARKS AND WILDLIFE REFUGES:


·         Manuel Antonio National Park – Lovely beaches, hiking, and wildlife
·         Cabo Blanco Absolute Natural Reserve – Good hiking to white-sand beaches
·         Corcovado National Park – For the more adventurous hiker, excellent wildlife
·         Chirripo National Park – The tallest mountain in Costa Rica
·         Tortuguero National Park – Sea turtle conservation

For a more complete listing and details of National Parks and Wildlife Refuges visit Costa Rica National Parks 

 


The typical food of Costa Rica is quite simple and bland.  There was a time when I was hard-pressed to find a good salsa.  In fact, once I tried to order salsa with chips at a local place and was brought ketchup, and yes, I did actually eat the chips with ketchup.  Don’t judge me.

Now you can find many more versions of salsa although one local version to not miss out on is Salsa Lizano.  It is great on fish, rice, or eggs.  It isn’t spicy but quite flavourful.

In many places, especially larger cities or those with more tourists, there is a great deal of the world’s influence on cuisine.  It has become quite easy over the years to find amazing restaurants offering anything from Italian and Thai to Sushi and Peruvian food. 

Sodas are small joints found throughout Costa Rica where it is very inexpensive to get typical Costa Rican food such as Casado (comida tipica) or Gallo Pinto. 

Often I find myself in the position where I just want a really good Arroz Con Pollo, and some of the small, family owned places make it the best for reasonable prices.

Many towns have a local farmer’s market or La Feria.  These have inexpensive local fruits and vegetables and are great to visit whether you just want some healthy snacks or wish to prepare full meals.

There are many things to drink in Costa Rica.  First and foremost I should mention that the water in Costa Rica is actually safe to drink, even preferable to some of the water I find in the states.

As for beer, I am an Imperial girl all the way.  Imperial is an inexpensive, light, Costa Rican beer.  I am also a cocktail girl which you will know if you’ve been reading my blogs.

Guaro is the local liquor made from fermented sugar cane.  Cacique is one common brand of guaro.  While you are there give it a try.  Also excellent to try is Café Rica, which is great in coffee. 

And speaking of coffee, YES, YES, and YES!  This is one of the best places to get your coffee on.

One of my favourite non-alcoholic drinks is Sandia (just watermelon blended up) or una pipa (a coconut hacked off with a machete and a straw stuck in it).

For specific restaurant/sunset cocktail recommendations, please see my DESTINATIONS section under Manuel Antonio/Quepos.

 


Expect airport fees when leaving the country ($29) and also when you fly in and out of smaller airports via Sansa or Nature Air (usually just a few dollars but good to know if you are on a budget.)

The Quepos airport offers an area to pay your exit tax but it is more money and not worth it in my opinion.  It’s never too long of a wait at the International Airport in San Jose but be sure to take care of that first PRIOR to checking in (it is to the right as you walk into the airport), otherwise you’ll just get sent back to pay the fee. 

Always have some cash on you since not every place takes credit cards, especially if traveling to places off the beaten path where there may not be ATM’s.

Always have a small umbrella and flashlight with you since you never know when it will suddenly rain (it’s the rainforest) or the power will go out.  Even in months like January, when the weather is typically beautiful, I have been surprised by rain. If you don’t feel like carrying your umbrella during the dry season, keep a plastic bag with you for your valuables. 

Never leave your bag unattended on the beach.  People steal them and monkeys and raccoons may get in them looking for food.

NEVER feed the animals –it is extremely bad for them.  Even the bacteria on your hands can make animals sick and die.  If you see someone feeding the animals, tell them not to and explain why.  Most people are just unaware of the damage they are doing.

Take nothing but photographs and leave nothing but footprints.  

It is a good idea to have a copy of your Passport with you, especially at some stores that require an ID for credit card purchases.  Otherwise leave it in a safe place! Your actual Passport is required at banks, when exchanging money, and while renting or driving a car.

If your hotel doesn’t have a safe and your room or suite has a kitchen, ovens can be useful hiding places for laptops and passports.  Stick a large pan over it and just don’t forget about it and turn it on while it is in there! 

Toilets in Costa Rica have seen some modernization compared to when I was first there 16 years ago and many modern hotels have Americanized toilets.  However, often you will encounter sensitive septic systems and toilets where you can’t flush even toilet paper, especially in more local places.  There is a waste basket for this purpose.  It sounds gross but believe me, you get used to it and besides that, “When in Rome…..”  Usually there will be signs up regarding this so look for them and heed their warnings.  If you are in doubt, put the toilet paper in the wastebasket.  I suspect Costa Rica has seen millions of overflowing toilets due to the ignorance or lack of consideration of American travelers.  There is nothing more annoying than an overflowed or non-flushing toilet because somebody put toilet paper in there.  And yes, I have found myself saying, “Damn Americans!” with the same enthusiasm as the Tica woman on my first visit to Costa Rica cleaning up a big mess in the youth hostel/budget hotel I stayed in due to an overflowing toilet. 

Suicide Showers are one of my more fond memories of Costa Rica, albeit a touch terrifying.  They are showers that use electricity (electricity and water don’t mix!) and I have seen – okay HEARD – more than one person get shocked using them, which is hilarious as long as it isn’t you.  They are not as common as they used to be but still around, especially in the homes of locals.  If you happen to encounter one, just try not to touch anything except very obvious switches to turn the water on and off, or have an unwitting friend shower first. 

I am sad to report that Costa Rica is not as safe as some proclaim.  There is quite a bit of crime and theft there so take necessary precautions.  Make sure you stay in a place that is secure.   Do not invite people you do not know well with you, especially back to where you are staying.  Even if they don’t steal from you, they could be scoping the place out. Don’t wear flashy, expensive jewelry.  Watch your bags, especially on buses and beaches.  Don’t leave expensive items in cars.  In fact, take as few expensive items with you as possible.  Basically, keep your head out of your ass.

If you are traveling solo, staying in a hostel or bed and breakfast can be a great way to meet other travelers. 

If you are sunbathing on the beach and a man says, “muy caliente”, he’s not referring to the weather. 

A fake wedding band does not deter men of any nationality the way it should.  If you are a woman traveling alone, don’t be surprised if you are asked if you are alone or “Novio?” Novio is the word for boyfriend.  If someone makes you uncomfortable and you don’t want to tell them you are traveling alone, don’t.  While I generally don’t encourage lying and am fairly terrible at it myself, if you have any concerns for your safety, LIE and get rid of the creep. 

If the orange juice or coffee you have been drinking has been sitting unattended for some time, look before you take a sip.  I have almost taken in a mouthful of sugar ants on multiple occasions.  Speaking of sugar ants, they get into many things.  It’s a good idea to not leave food out.

Insects are a part of the eco-system.  Don’t freak out if you see a few.  Check your shoes before you put them on and give your luggage a shake before you pack up to go.  If one is in your personal space, try not to kill it and instead move it to another location.  Try to remember that you are in the jungle and entering their territory.  Don’t get the wrong impression that I am an insect Saint – if something is crawling on me or I feel in immediate danger, I have the “it’s me or you, buddy” instinct.

Don’t mess with bullet ants.  They are small but register the highest on the pain index.  Fire ants are probably wise to avoid as well.

If you are hiking through the jungle, don’t reach up into the branches to steady yourself as this is one way snakes may bite you.  Don’t poke at or prod a snake should you happen to see one.  Don’t be an idiot.

Costa Rica does have earthquakes although they distinguish them between temblor (small ones) and terramoto (big ones).  There is a Tsunami warning system in place there, which I didn’t know about until my last visit when I felt an earthquake at the beach.

Many of the beaches have rip tides. Locals, especially surfers, know where these are. Be aware of this and use caution if swimming in the ocean. 

Trust your intuition.  If something doesn’t feel right about someone or a place, you are probably right.  Go with your gut.

Costa Rica has a great health care system and should you get hurt, they have excellent doctors and medical facilities.  I’ve had stitches in San Jose, had them removed in Puntarenas, and have gone to the Pharmacia on several occasions for various ailments in various towns.  If you get the flu or sick there, Antiflu-Des is an excellent medication.  Costa Rica also has better band aids than the U.S. and if you get a blister on your heel, I recommend buying these bad boys that will actually stick in the humidity.

Many people speak English at this point but it is helpful to know a little Spanish, the more the better, especially in rural areas.  Taking a little Spanish cheat sheet with you is a good idea.

Locals and other travelers are a wealth of good information (and okay, sometimes bad, but mostly good).  They can tell you great places to eat, stay, hike, and where locals go. 

Bring back as much coffee as you can fit in your luggage.  Other items worth getting are Salsa Lizano, Cacique Guaro, Café Rica, Hansaplast band aids, and Antiflu-Des.  They also have excellent soap called Axion that I also always bring back.

Being one of those people that has the exact genetic disposition to not only be eaten by mosquitos and other critters but to also have allergic reactions to them on occasion, I have found what I call the Zapper and mosquito key chains indispensable.  The Zapper is really called Therapik and you can buy them online for I think about $12.  This is good for after you get bitten to stop the itching.  The mosquito key chain I found through Amazon and they help prevent mosquito bites by emitting a high pitched noise. I use these along with bug spray for prevention. Medigray ALERGEL cream can be bought at local pharmacias that also help with the itching.  I have even tried tricks such as rubbing an onion on a bite to take away the itching.  It actually does help, although after a while I smell like a walking Italian kitchen.  I have also downloaded an app on my phone that works like the mosquito keychain, emitting a noise to deter mosquitos.   If you swell up in a concerning manner, you can pay $20 to have a cute doctor (in Quepos at least) give you a shot of cortisone in your ass.  I’m still not 100% sure it was necessary for him to see my behind, but the swelling in my arm did go down.

Unless you are on a strict time budget, add as many days as you can to your trip.  If you are thinking about 7 days, make it 10 or 14.  If you are thinking about 2 weeks, make it 3 or 4.  I’ve never heard of anyone who wanted to go home earlier and many (including myself) who wished for more time. 

Most importantly, always be up for a good “Aventura”!  Costa Rica is all about Pura Vida!  ;-)