Lise felt better this morning and so we were ready to move on! So of course it started raining… We waited it out until around noon, when the rain finally took a break, packed up our things, and took off.
We had decided, again after a recommendation from the motorcycle guides, to go straight south down to the coast and follow it a bit east to a little town called Monterrico. It was supposed to have some decent beaches, and the way we wanted to leave from there you had to take a boat on a river. Sounded like fun so we went with that. The road south was pretty and went without rain or other mishaps, the biggest thing was that it got pretty darn hot and humid. Along the cost the cold mountain air and winding roads had turned into sweaty straight roads with potholes and people selling fresh coconuts by the roadside.
We arrived in Monterrico around two in the afternoon and found a place to stay, despite the disapproval by our new friend Eric. Eric is a local guide or something like that who recommends people where to sleep and sells them tours. He wanted us to choose a different hotel and go look at sea turtles. We didn’t…
Anyway we checked in and took a stroll through town to look for food. We were thinking a bit about having some rest and research first, but the electricity in the area is not turned on until four in the afternoon. Monterrico seems to be a very small village that is very much dependent on local tourism. It has one main street with lots of small and simple restaurants and shops. The rest of the roads are all dirtroads sided by small houses of different shape and quality. We had a pretty small and overpriced but decent seafood lunch, walked back to the hotel and went to the bar by the beach for a beverage in their sun chairs until dark.