Montezuma was a cute little beach town, touristy nonetheless. I came here because I wanted to be right on the beach and away from the dampness of the forest. It was also en route to the next volunteering place. I checked into a hostel with beachfront view and tried to put the bug-biting issue behind me. Exhausted from the journey itself and the lack of sleep during the past couple of nights, I went to sleep even before sun down. To my disappointment, the night was peppered with occasional itchy and scratchy, and I woke up to inflamed feet-- red, swollen and uncontrollably itchy. My fingers were also starting to show these little red bumps. Despite the cleanly appearance of the hostel, I thought perhaps it still had bed bugs. In attempt to end this madness, I forked over the big bucks to stay somewhere really nice up the street, hoping for a bugfree bed. For the next three days, I stayed at a beautiful resort, Amor De Mar, right on the beachfront. Colorful hammocks and palm trees frame the manicured lawn overlooking the ocean. Best of all, it appeared to be very clean.
During the day, I tried to do what people do in a beach town during the day—lay out or
walk along the beach. I assumed that all the beaches in Costa Rica would be
as nice as Uvita, but sadly, that was not the case. The beaches here were rocky, with more debris and trash washed ashore. To get to white sandy
postcard-like beaches, one would have to walk an hour or so to get to
it. Booo…
As far as food goes, I found there were a variety in cuisines from around the world–mostly western foods, but I did find a “soda,” small local eatery that served casadas and freshly blended fruit drinks at very decent prices. I went there at least once a day and enjoyed my tropical fruit beverages.
