Honeymoon day 1 - The Adventure Begins......
Trip Start Jan 03, 2010
26Trip End Jan 28, 2010
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Sheena and Andy got married on October 10th, 2009 and wanted to tackle South America on their honeymoon. The scope of the enormity of South America and the time they had to spend didn't really match up. Instead, they decided to beat the hell out of one small country (Costa Rica) in just under a month.
We left the house at 5am with Ping, our lovely sister who was nice enough to drive us to LAX. Luckily it was Sunday so traffic was good and we made it safely.
We checked in with no problem but the unshaven, dark featured Andy got "randomly" searched by the nice people of the TSA. Let the fun begin!
We were able to fly First Class thanks to our awesome brother Tony. We had a brief layover in Phoenix and then were on our way to San Jose. I was excited. Sheena was tired.
Upon arriving, we were taken to the rental car agency. We affectionately named our mini-jeep (Suzuki Jimny) Gustavo.. Costa in Greek is translated as Gus. To add a little Latin swagger we decided on Gustavo. Thanks to Uncle Pete, we have a crazy little rattle box to explore the country for the month. Pictures to be added later.
We had to drive to our hotel in Santa Ana. I have driven across the US many times, I have driven through europe and to Mexico City. I would like to take a brief moment to say driving in Costa Rica is completely insane, especially at night. Most of all roads are one way, unmarked, and traffic travels anywhere from 30 MPH 90 MPH at the same time. Not to mention potholes the size of Yugo's around every corner.
We were without a map. Our GPS map for Costa Rica had yet to come so we were on our own, armed with our wits and our with East LA Spanglish.
After a few disputes, a few conversations with one eyed gas station attendants, and many dangerous U-turns going the wrong way on one way streets, we found our hotel. The Hotel Luisiana was nice and clean and inviting. We managed to grab a bite to eat and a beer at the local bar (Costa Rica has the WORST television audio I've ever heard).
We made it back to the hotel and finally managed to crash out.
Here is the patio of our room.
We were pretty exhausted and had to be up at 7am to head to Tortugeuro. At least we were safe, sound, and happy.