The Beginning of the End of the Beginning

After a few more days unwinding, and after a great result in the rugby (how bitter my travelling companions were) we decided it was about time to head on to Costa Rica so we aimed for Tamarindo, a well known surf spot on the Pacific Coast. Arriving there felt not at all like arriving in a Central American town - shopping centres, hotels and fast food chains, all proclaiming their presence in English rather than Spanish, immediately marked Tamarindo out as a regrettably over-developed tourist trap full of holidaying Americans. To cap it all, the weather and the surf were disappointing (just to be clear, I haven't taken up surfing, yet, but it was a driving force behind Ben and Rich's route plan) so we headed on before too long - but not before we had made the most of the unusually well-stocked supermarkets to cook up a couple of great meals!

The Beginning of the End of the Beginning

Tamarindo, Costa Rica