Ouch, feel your pain. Itinerary is unfortuantely not possible via public transport -- certain parts are, such as Arenal and Tamarindo. Would recommend doing research into what's the latest there on the ground. Hope you have a beautiful trip! Pura vida!
Ha! It was on the maps but even that wasn't enough to save us. We were in the middle of nowhere without a gas station for at least another hour. There was a young boy hanging out in a hammock on his porch down the road. We greeted him and sure enough, he said the gas station was just up the road on the right. Even with the confidence of knowing there was a station, we still missed the place and then thought we were completely tresspassing when we rolled into a lady's backyard about 150 feet off the main road and she appeared on her porch looking only partially disgruntled - as if this sort of thing happened frequently. A half Coca Cola bottle and plastic tube taped together served as the nozzle and she coached us up on river crossings which without we'd have never made it through Nicoya. The gas was understandably not cheap either. I gave her everything I had but when calculating later realized it was about $8 dollars per gallon(!!) Beggars can't be choosers. The little boy, the lady, and that gas saved us big time :)
You literally drove past my town! The little church and then the waterfall..next town mine!
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My name is Nicoya
me too!
is it possible to do the entire trip with public transportation? the car is USD 840 for 8 days which is outside my budget.
Ouch, feel your pain. Itinerary is unfortuantely not possible via public transport -- certain parts are, such as Arenal and Tamarindo. Would recommend doing research into what's the latest there on the ground. Hope you have a beautiful trip! Pura vida!
Was that “gas station” on the maps? Lol!
Ha! It was on the maps but even that wasn't enough to save us. We were in the middle of nowhere without a gas station for at least another hour. There was a young boy hanging out in a hammock on his porch down the road. We greeted him and sure enough, he said the gas station was just up the road on the right. Even with the confidence of knowing there was a station, we still missed the place and then thought we were completely tresspassing when we rolled into a lady's backyard about 150 feet off the main road and she appeared on her porch looking only partially disgruntled - as if this sort of thing happened frequently. A half Coca Cola bottle and plastic tube taped together served as the nozzle and she coached us up on river crossings which without we'd have never made it through Nicoya. The gas was understandably not cheap either. I gave her everything I had but when calculating later realized it was about $8 dollars per gallon(!!) Beggars can't be choosers. The little boy, the lady, and that gas saved us big time :)
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