After driving by Jaco numerous times, and leering down at what appeared to be an amazing, endless beach, we finally stopped and stayed. Indeed, the beach was perfect for me - flat, hard packed, licked by a wide, warm tide and well-suited for a barefoot stroll.
There weren't any hot dog stands on the beach, but luckily, the tide offered slices of toast. How convenient! Actually, it was just a weathered piece of tile. We creatively named it Toast and took a funny photo. I regretted not keeping it. Ha!
Turns out, busy, touristy, Jaco was better than expected. It was the perfect pit stop before another new spot: Playa Flamingo. You won't see any actual flamingos, but stay tuned...
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