Costa Rica was just fabulous! In the trees behind our casita were the most adorably strange howler monkeys. Named after a deep, throaty bark/oink they make, these guys were cool. The small beach on the pacific coast, called Samara was quiet and there were hardly any tourists there. The Ticos (locals) were so relaxed and chill, quite the opposite from NYC. It was a much needed change of pace. And who can beat sleeping under palm trees in hammocks?
When I headed south for Central America I thought that the food would be typical of Mexico and the like. I was wrong. The food of Costa Rica is nothing to write home about, but it certainly wasn't bad. I enjoyed the national dish Casada which is rice, beans and some kind of protein such as fish, beef, or chicken. But the best place to eat in Samara is Restaurante Manglar-and it was Italian. Huh?
But now it's back to work for both Erik and I. On Thursday night I'll be at the LOM event, and I'd like to see a few of you there.
DCW_NYC
-Hilary-
