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pura vida: two nights in tamarindo, costa rica
After the absurdity, frustration, and sadness caused by this week’s Sandy encounter, I thought it might be time to brighten things up a bit. With so many photos of the devastation along our coastline, it’s hard to remember that I usually find water to be so calming. But back in August, our two nights in Tamarindo was exactly that. After a much smaller weather-related mishap during our trip to Costa Rica, we ended up in Tamarindo. Despite everything, it was quickly apparent that this was exactly how we wanted to close out our ten-day tour of Costa Rica. The hubs strolling…
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pura vida: navigating manuel antonio
I knew that life would be different after visiting Manuel Antonio. Up until now, we hadn’t seen much in the way of wild animals. Though we were enjoying our time in Costa Rica just fine, something was lacking. That’s because everything else up until this day was BS. Before Sloth. The morning of our planned day at Manuel Antonio, I was all atwitter. What should I wear? Do sloths prefer bright colors? Are they deterred by bug spray? I just wanted them to like me. Though we’ll get to the sloths, I do have a few bits of advice to…
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pura vida: boozing & cruising, cruising & boozing
After dominating the ziplines of MidWorld, the hubs and I were eager to celebrate–but having already spent a good amount of time at the bar at Los Altos, we were looking for a bit more excitement. We stopped by the front desk on our way back to our room, and the attendant could not have been more insistent of what we should, nay, MUST do. A booze cruise. I know, right? Group activities featuring crappy drinks and the inability to escape should everyone else suck tend to fall into the “hell NO” category when traveling, but I don’t know. Having…
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pura vida: the moment you’ve all been waiting for
Right as we settled into our gorgeous Quepos homebase, we decided to risk it all and schedule our ziplining excursion for the very next morning. The staff at Los Altos proudly recommended MidWorld, and with one brief phone call and plans for an early departure the next morning, our lives were officially on the line (ba dum chaaa, pun intended). For our possible last meal, we ordered an embarrassing amount of room service and binged on seafood while watching Missy Franklin take home gold. I felt confident that this was an acceptable last night on earth should I plunge to…
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pura vida: living like a quepos queen
Our Costa Rican adventure marked a few firsts for this girl: my first time in Central America (I don’t count our weekend in Mexico, as we saw 0% culture), my first time seeing airplanes for the death traps that they are, AND our first time using Jetsetter to book accommodations! Though we didn’t use Jetsetter for all five of our hotels–because that would just be excessive, clearly–we used it to book two: Tabacon Grand Spa, which we have since vetoed, and The Preserve at Los Altos. We don’t blame Jetsetter at all for our meh feelings on Tabacon, because we…
