I'm just back back from three of the most enjoyable days of my life. Myself, this guy Justin, Mel, Brenda, and this chick from South Africa named Taryn all went on a whale watching trip to the Bahia Drake, which is where the grey and humpback whales hang out and people used to be able to swim with them until it became illegal in 2006. We left on friday and stayed at this cool hostel in downtown San Jose. It was pretty swanky and had a pool with swim up bar and a bunch of young, drunk 20 somethings from sweden, who I had to tell to keep it quiet at 2am. The next morning we walked 
to the Teatro National (the famous national theatre) and caught a 5 hr bus ride (with a dozen or so other whale watchers) to the beaches south of Dominical (the central pacific coast surf capital). We had to walk out into the water to get onto the boats as some kids tried to hold it steady in the pounding surf. There was about a three hour boat ride (saw one whale and a giant sea turtle swimming) to the north coast of the Osa Peninsula, which is mostly comprised of the Corcovado National park (National Geographic called it the most biologically intense place on the earth and I b
elieve them). We hiked along a couple of beautiful beaches until we came to the most beautiful, San Josecito, and stayed in some nice little cabins at the poorman's paradise resort. We all went swimming in the warm water and body surfed in the massive waves until dinner time. They had a nice little bar where I caught a good buzz and then walked up and down the beach with Mel as three lighning storms in the distance illuminated the beach from three different angles. That beach is one of the most magical places I've ever been. The next day we went out in the boat again and saw five 
whales. The best sighting lasted about an hour and was right off of the coast of Isla de Cano. It was a mother and her 4 day old baby playing around, slapping the water with it's tale and jumping above the surface, totally awesome! Then we landed on Cano island and hung out and swam and I hiked up on some rocks overlooking the beach and did a little meditating on the magic of the moment. Then we got in the boat and sped up the Sierpe river past the largest Mangrove forest in Costa Rica, had beers and food in Sierpe, and got on the bus 
back to San Jose. This morning everyone left out of the same hostel at 6am but I decided to stay and tour San Jose a little bit and catch a bus by myself. I went to the three parks in the downtown and took photos of statues and landmarks, went to the Central Market (much like the arcade downstairs at the Pike Market), had breakfast at a little diner stand, then caught a bus back to La Selva. On the bus I met an old ex-pat raft guide living in La Virgen who pegged me as a raft guide right away (it's kinda like gaydar for gay people) and told me to come up and hang out with him and his family and he'd get me on a raft trip down the class 5 section of the Sarapiqui for free. I think he enjoyed conversing raftguide talk with someone from the states as he said they don't hire gringos anymore because they cost too much. All in all it was a f##king great time.
to the Teatro National (the famous national theatre) and caught a 5 hr bus ride (with a dozen or so other whale watchers) to the beaches south of Dominical (the central pacific coast surf capital). We had to walk out into the water to get onto the boats as some kids tried to hold it steady in the pounding surf. There was about a three hour boat ride (saw one whale and a giant sea turtle swimming) to the north coast of the Osa Peninsula, which is mostly comprised of the Corcovado National park (National Geographic called it the most biologically intense place on the earth and I b
elieve them). We hiked along a couple of beautiful beaches until we came to the most beautiful, San Josecito, and stayed in some nice little cabins at the poorman's paradise resort. We all went swimming in the warm water and body surfed in the massive waves until dinner time. They had a nice little bar where I caught a good buzz and then walked up and down the beach with Mel as three lighning storms in the distance illuminated the beach from three different angles. That beach is one of the most magical places I've ever been. The next day we went out in the boat again and saw five 
whales. The best sighting lasted about an hour and was right off of the coast of Isla de Cano. It was a mother and her 4 day old baby playing around, slapping the water with it's tale and jumping above the surface, totally awesome! Then we landed on Cano island and hung out and swam and I hiked up on some rocks overlooking the beach and did a little meditating on the magic of the moment. Then we got in the boat and sped up the Sierpe river past the largest Mangrove forest in Costa Rica, had beers and food in Sierpe, and got on the bus 
back to San Jose. This morning everyone left out of the same hostel at 6am but I decided to stay and tour San Jose a little bit and catch a bus by myself. I went to the three parks in the downtown and took photos of statues and landmarks, went to the Central Market (much like the arcade downstairs at the Pike Market), had breakfast at a little diner stand, then caught a bus back to La Selva. On the bus I met an old ex-pat raft guide living in La Virgen who pegged me as a raft guide right away (it's kinda like gaydar for gay people) and told me to come up and hang out with him and his family and he'd get me on a raft trip down the class 5 section of the Sarapiqui for free. I think he enjoyed conversing raftguide talk with someone from the states as he said they don't hire gringos anymore because they cost too much. All in all it was a f##king great time.
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