I am an ungrateful wretch. I am on vacation in Costa Rica, and counting the flaws of this country. Primarily, all the attractions are far away from each other. None of the paved roads go all the way to any place interesting. And after driving hours down unpaved roads, bumping over potholes, you arrive at a destination with expectations raised so high, that they can’t help but be dashed.
Costa Rica is a place for those who love adventure sports. You can go zip lining, rapelling, white water rafting, and so on, at any place of note. But it just seems too touristed to be a place for those who love adventure. Prices are high for Latin America. The food is boring — I’ve had enough grilled chicken for a lifetime now.
Yet, in the middle of this kvetching, we found pieces of wondrous pleasure. Having spent a few days by Volcan Arenal, we were doing the long drive back to Liberia. We followed a long, bumpy dirt road to get to Palo Verde, where we took a boat tour to see monkeys, crocodiles, and birds. Afterwards, stopping at a random lookout, we saw hundreds of migratory birds as far as the eye could see. I would have been satisfied at this, but the best was yet to come. We went a little further north of Bagaces to get to the Llanos de Cortes waterfall.
We had no particular expectations, but it turned out to be lovely. This waterfall drops into a tranquil pool that none of us could resist. We did not have our swimsuits on, so we dove into the water fully clothed. It was a warm afternoon, and the water was cool. We swam to the falls, and then climbed on the rocks behind the water, to look out through the white streams. Perhaps it was just the spontaneity, but the day suddenly became a great day!