As you could guess this is a story about a small Costa Rican guy. I met him on my first day in San Jose, after I left the hotel with a lovely breakfast in my tummy and after I was dropped off at the wrong bus station. I was told there were no buses today to Cahuita, the place I wanted to go to…. So my new best friend offered me to help out by dropping me off at another bus station so I could still go to Cahuita. That sounded good to me!
As we drove off he told me everything about the coffee and banana plantations, the organic farms and the youth jails we were passing. I was enchated by the beautiful nature of this country ~ we just left the capital city ~ with all the misty mountains and vulcanos. Suddenly I realized we were driving into the rain forrest! Of course I could think of tons of worse places to be, but wasn’t I on my way to the nearest bus station?
Yes I was, obviously Gualipes was not in or near San Jose but it is a village on 67 km distance! This friendly amigo taught me a good lesson and reminded me not to agree on anything without knowing all the details…
After sitting in two buses for another 4 hours, around 5 pm I was finally in the tranquilo town of Cahuita where the people are laidback and friendly. The Hakuna Matata hostel helped me to have “no worries” not even after I got scammed for 80.000 Colones ~ that’s 160 euros!