Coast to coast

Our Costa Rican journey started on the Caribbean coast and we successfully made our way west to the Pacific coast in Montezuma. As the last proper stop there was one overwhelming aim in mind for it: beach. Possibly with some pool time thrown in. And maybe partaking of some items proclaiming ‘Eat me’ and ‘Drink me’. Perhaps some reading and games to mix things up a bit too. The overall aim here then was clearly relaxation and we gave it a pretty good go.

After our cooler sojourn in the highlands, it was back down to sea level and soaring temperatures. Safe to say, the hotel pool and surrounding loungers got plenty of use. The beach also lived up to the hype: golden sand, blue sea and sky, fringe of palms. Perfect. Well, almost; there was an annoying broken flip flop incident and the sea was quite aggressive (it was easy to see why the peninsula here is a surfing hotspot). But it was beautiful and ticked the requisite boxes.

We walked to a waterfall, though this was less of a hike and more of a scramble over rocks and the river. It was nice but definitely not as impressive as La Fortuna. There was a higher fall but this required a proper climb and while I gave it a go, without any sense of how much further there was or how difficult it would be, I decided to turn back and it would have had to be pretty damn spectacular to have been worth that amount of effort. Upon returning, it was pool, beach, rinse, repeat.

The village itself was tiny, with a hippy vibe and very much geared towards catering to tourists. There wasn’t much to see but that wasn’t really the point. There was, however, a microbrewery just outside town, though unfortunately it was an uphill slog to get there. However, it was well worth it. Aside from the beer, we were treated to a sunset, a photogenic howler monkey and a genuinely superb meal (I imagine one we’ll remember for some time) that brought out coastal trip to an end.