After we got back from cycling and the rush it gave me, I expected the rest of the day would be just okay. I was completely wrong on this front.
Our guide offered his own personal tour. He said it would be great, but I expected it to be just okay.
We went to one local swimming hole that was just okay. It featured a Tarzan swing, but that was about it.
Then we went to a jungle area to look for frogs. I have to admit that they were really cool.
Then we we to the supermarket to get some drinks to take to the hot springs–the super secret hot springs that very few people know about. That’s where the magic happened.
So there we were, sitting in a warm spring, drinking our drinks and relaxing. Our guide even made us a traditional Costa Rican cocktail—cacique and Fresca. The sun went down and we lit candles to heighten the ambiance.
Honestly, that was such a perfect moment. It was like the universe belonged to me, and me alone.
Sadly, at some point we had to leave in search of sustenance. That turned out to be a “small” pizza and a beer.