After having had our luxurious Christmas, we move more south of Costa Rica, closer to Corcovado National Park, which is supposed to be if not the best national park then definitely one of the best ones in CR. Our goal: to visit the national park and to go whale watching. Events turned out a little bit differently though 🙂
Estonian hotel in Costa Rica
On arrival to our hotel “Adelante” we see an Estonian flag next to it. We get out of the car and the only chatter we hear is what I recognize as Estonian. And indeed – the hotel is owned by and Estonian couple (Mart and Jana) and they have only Estonian people working for them. Much more reliable that way, we are explained later on. Costa Ricans might just not feel like working and would not come in for work. Or wouldn’t even bother calling…
Hotel has this rustic Baltic country house feeling (birch tree footbridge, hammock on the patio) but with a lot of artistic touches (like drawings on the doors) and small details that have been thought through very carefully. E.g., if you want to surf the net but your laptop needs charging, there are loads of plugs under the bar. Or if you are a smoker, the lighter is hang up in the ceiling and whenever you want it, just pull it towards you. That kind of stuff, you know 🙂
After talking to the owners, we also find out that we don’t have enough time to visit the Corcovado National park: apparently 2 days is an absolute minimum that you should count in. You can’t drive into the park, your only transportation would be a boat that transports you to a path where you can start hiking. So, for this time we have to cancel that and do some other things instead.
Boruca: Indigenous village and its views
As we have cancelled the idea of going to the Corcovado National park, we have got the information from the hotel owners (they were a great help) that there is an indigenous people village in the neighbourhood. And not that the village itself is something spectacular or unusual (people there are normal, like you and me: Mart tells us), the views on the way to the village are spectacular. Sounds good enough for us. 🙂
Boruca village is located high up in the mountains and can be found only if you are explained the way there (as there are no indications on the road). The initial serpentine roads do not reveal too much, but then at some point you arrive on the road that goes on the top of the mountain. And the views are spectacular indeed: valleys on both sides of the road, rivers flowing through, some cows minding their own business and in a distance you see waterfall coming out from the jungle mountain.
On arrival to the village we inquire on how to get to those waterfalls that we have seen from far away. Of course, we get lost in the beginning (the indications shown with hands and supported by sounds imitating various closeness of the water are quite confusing) but after a short hike in the jungle we find it. We are literally in the middle of nowhere; there is only jungle around us, smaller waterfalls behind us that lead to huge (and quite scary) waterfalls in front of us. Across the valley all we see in front of us are mountains. A place where to forget other world, so to say…
Port town Golfito and a broken tyre
Even though we really enjoyed the feeling of having escaped everything and being on the top of the world. we decide to go and explore a little bit more of this part of Costa Rica. As we don’t have our guidebook with us and there is no wi-fi connection in the indigenous village, we decide to orientate by the signs on the road (yes, there were some).
After driving through jungle for about 30minutes, we suddenly arrive to a port town Golfito. They say that in the market there you could get some cheap stuff, but… the feeling in the town is shabby.. Somehow none of us really feels like getting out of the car and exploring it more.. So, I suppose, if you decide to come here, you have to have a very clear goal what you are looking for….
On the way back, when we stop at the road side restaurant to have our dinner, we discover that one of our tyres are broken. After not so successful attempt to change it ourselves, Ben asks 3 men it the dining place if they could lend us some tools, but instead they took and changed the tyre themselves. Being in white shirts and not putting a single dirt on them they made an impression on me. So, our experience with locals is much better than some guidebooks told us to expect 🙂
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