On the road to Jaco there’s a bridge where people brave the traffic flying by to get a look at the crocodiles below. It’s worth the risk and time to check them out. This was the last photo op I had with my niece as my navigator. After she was safely dropped at the airport I hopped on a bus to Tamarindo. A travel hot spot for families and people learning to surf.

Flying solo again I’ve met some folks on the beach and see a pub crawl in my future. I’ll hang here for a couple days but I know I need to quickly move on. It reminds me too much of home and if that’s where I wanted to be at least I’d be sleeping in my own bed and not a hostel! Which by the way the Coral Surf Hostel is nicer than many of the hotels I have stayed in and paid 3xs the price. More on that when I have more time. It was reggae night at the bar and It is way past my bedtime! Hasta tomorrow.