Saturday, February 22, 2014

We woke up early to be picked up by a van from Katie’s parents’ hotel that took us to the bus station in San Jose.  We got there plenty early, so we had a little bit of time to kill.  At the station, there was a guy from California who was trying to get to Panama so that he could work in the air-conditioning business there or something.  We wished him good luck with that and boarded the bus to get to Manuel Antonio.  The bus ride was about a four and a half hour trip that consisted of a 15 minute stop in the middle.  It’s always better when they announce a time frame for those stops.  Finally, we stopped in Quepos where we got out to catch a taxi to our hotel which was halfway between Quepos and Manuel Antonio.  The hotel was very nice.  It had a pool, restaurant, bar, and wifi.  We changed into our bathing suits and hit the beach.  Actually, we ate some lunch on the beach before we actually laid out/ challenged the waves to a battle.  The beach was plenty fun.  There was a parasailing station right next to where we set up shop, so we enjoyed watching people take off into the wild blue yonder.  After several hours, we headed back to the hotel.  I embraced my inner 10 year old self and swam in the chilly pool water for an hour or so while the two girls made use of the wifi that reached the pool area, but did not reach our hotel room.  Katie’s parents did a clean-up/enjoy happy hour combo.  We had dinner reservations at the restaurant attached to the hotel at 6:30, so we were all cleaned up by then.  Dinner was cooked by an authentic Italian chef and it was delicious.  We spent most of the rest of the night sitting around the table before retiring to the hotel where we found the last night of the Winter Olympics on television.  We all slept very well that night.