The Road To... Punta Banco
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Despite a severe lack of sleep, we made it to the bus station with plenty of time to spare. So Kelly thought it would be nice to grab a lil bite to eat rather than starving on the bus. Shes a smart one that girl.
She loves gallo pinto which is quite simply rice and black beans cooked together. Unfortunately I almost pronounced it completely wrong and asked for plio pinto or something like that which is apparently slang for some gay act....this was awkward as you would imagine.
The only thing more awkward than this was the way I somehow managed to get all the people working on the bus to hate me! Don't know what I did but while stood beside me, he obviously assumed neither me or Kelly could speak Spanish as he continued to tell all who sat near us that we were "stupid Americans" and many other things that were obviously meant to insult.
The bus ride to Golfito is fairly straight forward. From there you board a 1930's style American school bus and set off on what seems like the bumpiest road in the world. Its not.
This bus then stops at the river, were you get a ferry across and board yet another 1930's style American school bus and set off once more on what seems like the bumpiest road in the world. It is.
The bus passes through Pavones, one of the many surfing Mecca's of Costa Rica. It is home to the largest left. Naturally I know what this means, after all I am a champion surfer, honest. If you dont know you dont deserve to know. Where was I??? Ah yeah, thats it, so we were driving along this ass wrenching road that my grandchildren will never forgive me for taking such a bus ride but somehow I knew this would be worth it. Its like the swim Leo DiCaprio has to do to get to the "secret" beach of Kho Phi Phi. Since that film was released, there are constant boats and flocks of tourists getting in the way. This bus journey is the Costa Rican equivalent of Leo's shark threatening swim....it'll keep the place from being over developed ans spoilt by tourists.
Unfortunately the bus gets to Punta Banco when it is too dark so I could not seen the heavenly bliss that Eric and Kelly have told me so much about. Myself and Kelly were coming here to volunteer with Pretoma on a turtle conservation project. When we got the station house/home, all the other volunteers where inside. After meeting them all, one of the lads asked if I would like to go to the bar....I think I am going to be ok here for the next 3 weeks!
Johnny ordered a beer. Sarah ordered a beer. I ordered a bottle of Gauro (fire water) & a large bottle of Pepsi. It was a good night. Thankfully none of us had our cameras out tonight because things really went south after I got the second bottle of guaro in!