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Published: June 16th 2017
Entrance to the Secret
Jim, Kathleen, Quinn and Willa stop for a second at the entrance to the secret beach.Geo: 9.65, -85.1833
Snaking thin along the coast sit lots of dusty beach towns--towns only in the loosest sense. More accurately, they're a string of restaurants, mini markets and bikini shops with a soccer field and school thrown in for the locals.
But Santa Teresa on the Nicoya Peninsula doesn't disappoint, all the same.
At the peak of the tourist season it's hot, dusty, expensive and vibrant. It ROCKS.
The guys are buff, the girls fit and everyone's in bikinis. There are enough surf boards to stretch across the country and no one's over 30, so if you're young and can go out dressed in strings without embarrassing yourself, this is your kind of place.
But like Bob says, after a while they all look the same. The girls are all as big around as your thumb and the guys are all muscle. That's what happens when you get old.
We're renting a house with Kathleen and Jim and the two kids--Willa who's almost 2 and Quinn, who's almost 4. They're both cuter than cute and extremely entertaining. And they LOVE the beach and playing in the waves. They're so fun.
Fortunately our place is well off the dusty street because everything
close is coated with a coat of brown. Some of the Ticos have taken to wearing surgical masks or scarves over their faces when they're on the road because the dust is so thick it makes it hard to breathe.
It doesn't seem to faze the 20-somethings.
Our place is in a nice location though. We have a friendly iguana that visits us each day--sometimes even running around on the tin roof, and every morning we wake to howler monkeys in the trees overhead.
Our landlord told us of some great places to go. Sunset Beach--turn left at the fishing village and go to the end of the road then stop at village on the way out for the day's catch. And where to get gelato--guess you don't need much else.
But the deal is, Sunset Beach gets so few visitors that she calls it the secret beach. Hence, we were off to the Secret Beach and wow, what a beautiful place. It was perfect.
We have had the most awesome dinners with all this fresh fish available. Jim grilled up some fresh-that-morning Red Snapper one night and the next we had grilled mahi mahi fish tacos. My goodness they've
fed us well.
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Becky
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you know how to pick a beach. it's beautiful.