I went alone to the capital san jose where i stayed one night. The hotel, a woman at the bus terminal showed me, was a shitty hovel with cockroaches in the bathroom and very dirty walls everywhere. my room had approximatly 3 square meters. At the next morning i got up at 5 and was unfortunally to late at the boleteria (ticket shop) to get a seat and my ticket was stamped with 'de pie'!
Puerto viejo is a dreamy small village with some original caribean beaches. it is convenient to rent a bicicle and explore the areas around. it is very quiet and slow like many places in or at the caribean sea. the people are mostly nicarguan but mixed with a lot of rasta men maybe from jamaica.
accidentally i met camilla on the main street when she was getting out of the bus. we went together to my hostel and she checked in next door because my hostel was full. Her friend stella came that evening aswell. next day we rented us some bikes and went to a cacao farm with museum. we decided to take no guide for 15 dollar and did it right. the first part of the parc was with some maschines used for the cacao prduction, but the rest was a more or less cacao tree field because there were not much cacao trees. It was interesting but not that special but the upside is that camilla and i stole some souvenirs, two pug crocodiles ;-)
once we went to a boring waterfall in the middle of nowhere. Stella was a bit scared because we read about the disapeared girls from holland before. we tried to reach the big waterfall by walking against the flow, but with no succes because it was to difficult in some parts of the river. at least we sat a bit on the stones and talked. on the way the taxi driver wasn't waiting how promised and we decided to went back by our own. that was funny because we have seen a very local side and met a small guy in a age of 12 who droves his cows on a pretty much to motorbike. he was delighted to see us and showed us his pasture and some very sour fruits. in addition we saw a lot of animals and talked to some other locals, like one farmer showed us proud his black corn imported from nicaragua and explained that he was starting to grow that in his area.
after a very expensive farewell dinner camilla and i went out and met the danish guys again. a was a funny night with running through heavy rain and a lot of rum coke. another thing that happened in viejo was that i felt into sleep on the beach at my first day and got a really strong sun stroke in the night... shit happens! i went with a couple of guys to a famous animal shelter for wild animals. That was very interesting with a lot of snakes and slothes (faultiere) and super cute small monkeys! at all i had some quiet and chilled days in viejo and hung a lot on the beach or in hammocks.
