Feng was waiting for me at the Ottawa Airport. It took all my self-control not to run to him—I think I did run, actually. We hugged. I suddenly realized how much I had missed him. There is no better feeling than spotting a loved one waiting for you at Arrivals.
Costa Rica to Canada – Hello Otta… I mean, Hi, Toronto!
And so here I am, in a nice hotel room, a cold pizza by my side (the only food I could get this late!). For once, I appreciate the free toiletry—shampoo, soap, toothpaste, etc.—since I ran out of everything. And believe it or not, there was hot water! I haven’t had a hot shower in… well, three weeks.
Jacó to San José – Adios Costa Rica…
For my last day, I had decided to stay in Alajuela, a town located close to the airport, 18 kilometres from San José. I had already visited the capital when I flew in and I thought being in a new place would be fun, that exploring may keep me busy, may prevent me from thinking too much.
Hostel Life in Jacó, Costa Rica – People (and Hostels) Are Strange
The hostel in Jacó was by far the weirdest place I have stayed in—and people were quite “interesting” too.
Jacó, Costa Rica – The Fine Art of Walking and Playa Hermosa
Second and last day in Jacó-the-Sin-City. I woke up rested and decided to head to Playa Hermosa, South of Jacó. Why not? I wasn’t going to pace the same old main street all day long. “How far is Playa Hermosa?” I asked around at the hostel. “Far,” some said. “Not far,” others insisted.
Why Some People Call Jacó “Sin City” in Costa Rica?
I walked the strip. Souvenir shops, fast-food joints, “gentlemen” clubs, hotels, real estate agencies… nothing really inspiring.