Urqu Kinraypi: Costa Rica, the Miniseries, vol. 1

So, due to the fact that I wrote nearly 2000 words as a summary of my trip to Costa Rica, I decided to do this in a fashion more convenient for all of you who want to read it: in the form of an ABC dramatic miniseries. I'll include a few photos in each entry although they may not have anything to do with the particular entry. Also, I didn't feel like proofreading 2000 words of nonsense, so pardon any errors you may encounter.

Now, on to the business of updating you all on my life and times. I left off on about the second day of my trip to

Costa Rica

for my brother Aaron’s wedding. For those who may have been left worrying, I have healed up well from all of my injuries leading up to and in the first days of my trip to

Costa Rica

. After escaping near kidnapping along the highway at night and spending a couple days at the empty beaches of Playa Bonita, I headed down to Cahuita National Park, also on the Caribbean coast of

Costa Rica

. The town of Cahuita (which lies at the entrance of the national park) has a pretty hippy ambience to it and despite being rather touristy is made up of almost all gravel and dirt roads. The culture of the area has had a strong influence from Jamaican culture due to a long history of immigration from the Jamaican islands. The best part of this culture influx is the prevalence of some good, old spicy Caribbean/Creole cuisine. It’s been nearly a year since I’ve had anything truly spicy outside of what I cook in my own kitchen, so it was truly a treat to eat some spicy jerk chicken from a nice old lady named Edith. My tears of fiery pain were also tears of joy, my dear Edith. Your kitchen is a temple in my book.

My first morning on the Caribbean, I woke up early enough to see the sunset without an alarm...Couldn't really see the sun, but the beach was still very pretty.

Another view of the first beach I was at, Playa Bonita, just north of Limon.

One of two dogs chained up at the $10 hostel I stayed at. This one was nice and reminded me of a black Killu, whereas the other one nearly bit my hand off.