I couldn’t get out of town fast enough. The morning did not make Puntarenas any more inviting. One day left--I think I’ll check out the beaches. Travellers rave about Montezuma and the Guanacaste beaches but I really don’t have the time to travel so far afield. I head to Jaco, one of the original Costa Rican resort destinations whose reputation has suffered. Jaco turns out to be an okay beach community. Yes, I guess I am a bit spoiled, growing up on the pristine white sanded beaches of Jamaica.
My tasty vegie taco at Taco Bar made my meal in Puntarenas a distant memory. I invite June Gorman to join me as we channel our childhood in swings that function as seats. We click instantly. Conversations covered a wide range from her book on education, to Naomi Klein, and lots of other fascinating topics beyond weather discussions. I just hope that our paths will cross once again.
Should I do the Jaco thing and take a surfing lesson? I’m not averse to the idea, but the thought of balancing on a board sounded like work. Instead, I walk barefoot, revelling the feel of sand between my toes. A dog happily jumps waves and beginner surfers glide on wave crests as the sun sets.
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