After an adventurous drive from the rafting place that included a traffic jam, an epic 20 car reverse on a bridge to allow an ambulance to pass, the passing of an Exodus cycling group, and a driver change, we arrived in Puerto Viejo.
We checked into our accommodations, and headed to a beach bar to enjoy happy hour– which in most of my travels has lasted far longer than an hour. This one was no exception. As you can tell from my pictures (including the ones on Instagram) the sunset was great.
I have always enjoyed drinking at a beach bar– Wakayama, Vietnam. There’s something just so perfect about it.
We decided to wait there until dinner and I am glad we did. While either the first or the second of my two for one drinks, I noticed that I was really enjoying the folk music they were playing. It was beautiful. I was going to ask someone who it was when I realized that it was a live singer strumming a guitar. I really enjoyed the music. I even contributed to the tip jar, so I must have enjoyed it.
I met the singer later. She performed Sundays and Thursdays, and she was an east coast Canadian from Halifax. I complimented her on singing– but then we had to go.
Such a small world.