Five hours up from Dominical to San Jose and Five hours back down the other side of the country we ended up in Puerto Viejo. Instantly feeling like were not in the same country. The people are much darker...black, laid back and lots of reggae music. You know, kinda like were in the Caribbean. Rasta far-i.
The all time famous hostel in Puerto Viejo was called Rockin J's. Everyone talks about it and we were heading straight there. Oblivious to what this place offered we pulled up to the monster real estate, jam packed with people. Easily one of the biggest hostels I've come across. The land consisted of the tv show "horders" gone wild. Every piece of junk the owner got himself a hold of, became part of this haven. The whole building was covered by mosaic pieces of ceramic, art everywhere, junk resined to the tables and lots and lots of hammocks. One bunker held 100 hammocks for guest (me). One with another 100 hammocks and the top floor was all tents. Pre-made but all sleeping outside. Cheapest room was the hammock, then tent, then dorm room. The classiest way to go out was sleeping in the hammock.
Instantly dropped our gear off and headed to the beach for a surf. Super fun, very challenging wave. Steep and fast with a strong current.
Few days into this place, lots of new Argentinian friends and new destination on the horizon. If Costa Rica wasn't so expensive, I would post up in Puerto Viejo for a long time. Plenty of stuff to do here, great food and great people. But $10 a meal isn't too appealing.
Next stop Bocas Del Turo, Panama.
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