Do you remember Casa Construction? It had breath taking mountain views. Plus, a wee bit of noise. Well, we moved into Canto del Mar after leaving Casa Construction last Winter. We managed to find a bed off the dusty streets, an affordable place and another great view! Not quite so great. But good. Really good. There was some road noise. But compared to the bulldozers, gravel trucks, hammers and saws reeking havoc from dusk till dawn at Casa Construction, let's just say it was a wild improvement. At casa construction, you could pass a cup of sugar through the palm trees to the gravel truck driver. Or a cerveza if he asked for one. I think I even saw a monkey waving a white flag with a bandanna filled with bananas on a stick. He was swinging as fast as he could down the mountain.
Pipas Frias. A fresh, chilled coconut opened with a small machete and served with a smile and a straw.
We were in Costa Rica for a long time this year. But we were still tourists after all. And nothing is so refreshing after a hot day on the beach than Pipas Frias.
When we got home in the afternoon, we sometimes had nude sunbathers on our deck.
We just asked if he wanted a drink. "Gracias," he replied. Or was that me.
We got to walk on a new Dominical beach. Our favorite restaurant just happened to be perched on a rock ledge at the end. Paraiso Lodge.
When this boat brought in the day's catch, we witnessed a girl fight at the far corner of the beach. The men had all they could do to break it up. I don't know what the problem was, but I doubt it had anything to do with Mahi. Man-he maybe.
The vultures eagerly awaited some scraps. Or my toe.
We're up there somewhere.
At low tide there were little pools to cool your toes in.
And at night there were amazing sunsets.
I love this photo. And I loved the tourist friendly and quiet Canto del Mar.
Did you eat your leftovers? They're getting re-heated and served over at The Chorus of the Crows