After our wild experience on the "chicken bus" to Rivas, we decided to splurge and take a van to San Juan del Sur/Playa El Coco. For an extra fee, the driver consented to take us all the way to Playa El Coco, over a washboard gravel road, several kilometers out of the tourist destination of San Juan del Sur. We were unceremoniously dumped at the end of the road, with no accommodations arranged ahead of time. We were at the mercy of the local residents! Greg happened on a private residence right on the beach that had extra bedrooms for rent at a reasonable rate. We snapped them up and settled in. All sources of food were closed, but Heidi agreed to make us a couple of pizzas, which we gobbled up. There was a nice supply of cold beer, so we relaxed and settled in for a few days on the Pacific.
Playa El Coco is a small, beautiful beach tucked into the rocks along the Pacific coast, just above the Nicaragua-Costa Rica border. The sleepy stretch of sandy paradise has been discovered by a few expats from the US and Canada. For the most part, it is still undiscovered and unspoiled.
The sunsets were spectacular! I still didn't see the "green flash" though!
We found a nice restaurant - Lug's Place - run by a Canadian escapee who got as far as Playa El Coco, on his way to Argentina. I think it was out of a need to have something to do, this former building contractor became a chef .... It was a great place to enjoy the setting sun!
Larry seems to have adjusted to the slower pace!
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