It didn't matter as we knew before we booked! But after a lunch of Gallo pinto, the ubiquitas rice and beans we took a walk along the beach on the Carribean side of Costa Rica. It's a peculiar experience for someone used to the Indian Ocean.. The palm trees are there, the waves are the right height and the sea and sky are blue. The sun is shining and the flotsam and jetsam that litters the beach is a familiar mix of coconut shells, plastic bottles, palm fronds and old bits of rope, sea shells and bottle tops BUT the sand is black. Very odd.
Our rustic Banda is just a stones throw from the beach and the sound of the surf pounding the sand is non stop.
We drifted our way through the afternoon reading and sleeping and then after dinner of rice and beans we set out on a night boat ride to spot some nocturnal rain forest wildlife. Incredibly it has hardly rained since we got here and we survived the two and a half hour trip in an open boat without getting wet.
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