Curaçao

For most of my adult life, the main thing that I thought of when I heard Curaçao was the liqueur, and I’m sure I’m not alone in that! That was until a friend from university spent a few months volunteering there in summer 2023 and loved it! She was trying to convince me to visit back then but I was travelling in Colombia and then starting my job in Costa Rica so it wasn’t possible. When I decided to move back to Scotland in September 2024, I knew it was something that I wanted to make happen before I left Costa Rica. Not just because the flights are definitely cheaper from Central America but also because when else am I going to go to Curaçao?!

Curaçao is part of the Dutch Antilles (along with Aruba and Bonaire, also known as the ABC islands) and is 65 km off the coast of Venezuela. It was a Dutch colony until 2010 and is now a country within the Kingdom of the Netherlands, meaning they still recognise the Dutch monarchy and the Netherlands handles their defence and foreign policy. Dutch is still the official language although Papiamentu (or Papiamento in Aruba) which is a Portuguese based Creole language, English and Spanish are all widely spoken. Tourism is an important industry as well as oil refining and international financial services. The currency is the Antillean Guilder (1ANG = $0.50). Willemstad is the capital and is a UNESCO World Heritage Site because it is a well preserved example of a Dutch colonial trading settlement.

I flew in via Panama City from Costa Rica, the flights were short (1.5 hours and 2 hours) and I only had a 1 hour layover! However I did leave my house at 3.15am. Why do I always do this to myself? I mean, I know why I do it, that’s when all the cheap flights are. I was so tired and it was so hot when I arrived but immediately extremely beautiful. I had some time to kill before my friend Marta finished work and I didn’t feel like dragging all my stuff around to sightsee in the heat so I got myself a great spot on the water and a lemon frappé to keep me company while I read my book. My chosen spot was called Iguana’s and is right by the Queen Emma bridge that connects the neighbourhoods of Punda and Otrobanda. It’s a floating bridge that can be unhooked and propelled out of the way to let boats through. For smaller boats, it will only open as much as is needed but when it has to open all the way for larger boats, which can take 30 minutes in total, there’s a free ferry across that you can take from 50m down the esplanade. I had no idea what was happening the first time the bridge started to move but it was pretty cool to watch!

Once I was done with my drink and chips, I walked over to the Ronde Markt, a big circular market that is a great place to get souvenirs (I had to get the obligatory magnet for my mum’s fridge) and also has free wifi. Apparently there are some great spots around there, including one called Plasa Bieu, to try Curaçaoan dishes like pastechi (like an empanada or a pasty) or yuana stoba (iguana stew). Having just eaten, I didn’t visit it and I sadly didn’t get to try iguana but I did have a pastechi later in the trip. When Marta finished work, we met at Mambo Beach which is one of the most popular spots with the many Dutch holidaymakers. With the past and present relationship between Curaçao and the Netherlands, and direct flights from Amsterdam, there is a lot of Dutch tourism and many Dutch immigrants. It goes the other way as well – it is common for students from Curaçao to spend a year or two studying in the Netherlands, although the transition can be difficult, especially financially. The Dutch tourists to the island tend to keep to certain areas like Mambo. At the time we were there, just after 5pm, the sun loungers are free and the bars have happy hours! It was a great place to watch the sunset and catch up. I last saw Marta in February 2023 when I went to visit her at home in Madrid over my birthday!

Marta and I know each other from playing water polo together in the ‘Queens’ seconds team at Edinburgh University (once a Queen, always a Queen) and so when she had training on Saturday morning, how could I refuse? And is there any better place to play than turquoise blue water? Marta’s team trains in Pirate Bay where there are a couple of restaurants on the beach next to a pier where they put the water polo goals. This was my first time playing in the ocean and only the third time playing in an outdoor pool and it’s very different. It’s a lot easier to keep yourself afloat in the salt water but it also burns your eyes way more than chlorine and also stings your mouth by the end of it too! There are also waves to contend with, and even small ones can make a big difference. Don’t even get me started on the suncream logistics and awkward tan lines (see below)… Because my team in Costa Rica was quite small, we didn’t play a lot of full games so I was a little rusty playing one here but at least Marta and I were marking each other most of the time.

The plan for the afternoon was to go to a beach and I jumped out of my seat when we saw wild flamingos on the way! I love flamingos because they always make me think of my pappy (my mum’s dad) who died when I was young and was one of my favourite people. I’d never seen them in the wild before and was so jealous when my sister Amy, who is living in the British Virgin Islands, saw a flamboyance of them (yes, that’s the word for a group of flamingos!) there earlier in the year!

We spent a few hours at Daaibooi beach, sunbathing, reading, swimming and not much else and then headed back to Marta’s. On Saturday evening we managed to get last minute tickets to Kaya Kaya, a cultural festival celebrating the neighbourhood of Otrobanda. There was food, lots of live music, art exhibitions and more! It was so busy! We wandered around for a couple of hours, taking it all in. My highlight was finding salted caramel pecan ice cream for only $3.50 for a huge tub! As we were leaving, we watched some fireworks from the car park. They might have been from Kaya Kaya but they might have been from a random wedding that was happening at the same time, we’ll never know.

Sunday was for beach hopping. We were heading north-west along the south shore of the island where there are lots of beaches you can stop at. You would definitely need a car to do this. Willemstad is really the only major town in the island and there’s lots of public buses that are easy to use and cheap but going outside of town, I think public transport is a lot less frequent. Luckily Marta does have a car so she was my chauffeur for the day. After a lazy morning, we started at Santa Cruz which was nice because it wasn’t super busy and there were some covered picnic benches but it wasn’t a standout. Our next stop, on the other hand, might be one of my favourite beaches ever – Playa Lagun. It was a lot smaller but absolutely stunning. It was like a little cove with high, rocky sides and stunning blue water. It was already 3pm by the time we got here which was lunchtime for us. We both had a delicious pulled beef quesadilla at the restaurant overlooking the beach which was delicious, with a beautiful view and some iguanas for company!

Santa Cruz

While we were out and about between beaches or the day before, I had Marta teach me some Papiementu phrases and was trying to use them whenever I could. I found quite a lot of similarities with Spanish that made it easy to pick up certain phrases. Even though it’s a Portuguese-based Creole, it has been strongly influenced by Venezuelan Spanish as well as Dutch. Here are some of the phrases I learnt –

  • Danki – thank you (dankee)
  • Por fabor – please 
  • Mi por haña… – Can I have… (mee pour hanya)
  • Pa mi tambe– for me too 
  • Awa – water 
  • Ayo – bye 
  • Dispensa – excuse me (deespensa)
  • Bon dia – good morning
  • Bon tardi – good afternoon (tardee) 
  • Bon nochi – good night (nohchee) 

The last stop was Piscado which is known for having resident turtles! Earlier in the day, you can see them while just standing on the pier but we were there a bit late. We still took our goggles and went swimming in search of them. I wasn’t expecting to find one but after swimming around for a while, a couple of people who had a sea bob pointed us in the right direction of one sleeping under a boat chain! We also saw a giant remora and a spotted Moray eel. The fun was spoiled a little by a flat tire when we were trying to leave but thankfully Marta had a spare and a friend at the next beach along who came to help her change it. It was still a great spot to watch the sunset.

To end the day we went to a very popular type of food truck, known as a truk di pan, for dinner. Flakito’s Grill is Marta’s favourite so that’s where we went. Lots of truk di pan serve different variations of the same things, barbecued meat with peanut sauce over fries. I went for the lomito because Marta told me it’s a bit of a specialty and it was delicious!

For my last full day, Marta had to work but I was more than happy entertaining myself by her pool! I was enjoying soaking up more sun than there was in Cartago and definitely more than there would be in Scotland! In the evening we went up to the fort to try and catch the sunset but we just missed the best part while on the way. Marta went to training again but it was a swim session which I was much less keen to join than the water polo so I went for a walk around town. I wandered through a pedestrian shopping area behind the Kura Hulanda museum which was really cute and where I also found tiramisu ice cream! I saw the bridge all lit up as well as the Curaçao sign and some live music on the bandstand behind. I loved it when some girls got up to dance! I had a final meal, a local dish called karni stoba which was a ridiculously tender beef stew, fried yucca and a local beer called Brasa.

The next morning, I saw Marta off to work and left a little later to head to the airport. It was a quick but a really satisfying trip. Marta is one of those friends that I keep coming back to at different points in my life. Our friendship has come a long way from what I see as its starting point, tabling water polo matches together during our first year at university. I was glad that I could make this trip happen because she loves it so much in Curaçao that she might be there for a while so I don’t know when we’ll next be in each other’s vicinity. Also, because when else am I going to go to Curaçao?!

Work Trips to Paradise

I haven’t written much, if at all, about what my work in Costa Rica actually involves. Some of that is coming, I want to share a little of what my day to day looks like but this isn’t that… yet. Instead, this post is about a great work opportunity I had recently, or more specifically two great opportunities, where I got to do something a little different to my normal. GVI has three bases in Costa Rica, two core bases and one base for groups. Normally I work in the core community base in Cartago, that’s to say a permanent base that works on the regular, mostly education based programmes that run for individuals. There is also the core conservation base in Kéköldi. All participants have to be over 18 (unless coming as part of a family and then they can be 14) and most people come by themselves, although it is possible to come with a friend or partner. 

Another area of GVI is the group trip programme. This most often serves schools or universities but there are also general under 18 programmes which bring together young people who don’t necessarily know each other. This is the type of programme that I did myself in Costa Rica when I was 17. I had the most amazing time and from that point I wanted to work for GVI one day. I was actually initially interested in working on the groups’ side of things before I got my current position, at least in part because of my own experience in 2015. Currently, the groups’ base is in Gandoca in the Limón province on the Caribbean side of Costa Rica. At the start of the season, they were a little short staffed and my base was quiet so I was able to go and fill in!

I helped on two groups, one in March and one in April, both a week long each. The first group was from NYU and it was part of their alternate spring break programme. They were honestly such an easy group, we had no problems and four of them were fluent Spanish speakers which was very helpful! The second group were students from a bilingual French high school in Los Angeles, so all around 16 years old. Working with under 18s was a very different dynamic to the university students that we had previous time, you always had to be on your toes! 

The first step is actually getting the groups to the base. After the groups arrived at the airport in San José we stayed the night there and set off the next day. It’s about a six hour drive to Gandoca in a minibus, driving through Braulio Carrillo national park which, fun fact, has Costa Rica’s only road tunnel going through a mountain. The scenery on the part of the road is stunning and it actually gets a bit chilly, a welcome change before the humid Caribbean weather. We stopped in Cahuita for lunch, a town known for its national park that we would visit at the end of each trip. This area of Costa Rica that includes Cahuita, Puerto Viejo and Gandoca, where the base is, is almost entirely surrounded by Panama. As you drive down one of the last roads of the journey, you can see Panamanian mountains. This area is also home to a lot of banana plantations that line the sides of the road. The bus sometimes has to stop so that the bananas can cross the road! (That’s not the first part of a bad joke, there’s a transportation system of rails that allows bunches of bananas to be quickly, easily and efficiently moved around the planation.)

Gandoca itself is a small town of only around 350 people. The GVI groups programme works in conjunction with a local business called Gandoca Experiential Learning. They provide sustainable experiences focusing on environmental, cultural and adventure activities to promote rural tourism and economic development in the town. As part of that we stay at their accommodation, Posada Casa Tucán Tranquilo, known as Casa Tucán for short. Most of the people that work in Casa Tucán (and most people in Gandoca actually) are family or as good as. Most of the families in Gandoca have been there for generations. There’s always a big welcome from the staff, the place is beautiful and there’s a spread of fresh fruit to eat and coconuts to drink. The rest of this first day was pretty admin heavy, there was a welcome presentation and a risk assessment to get through but at some point there was also a folkloric dance presentation from some of the local children which is a lovely way to kick things off. 

There’s a couple of things that usually happen on the first full day in Gandoca which help to introduce the groups to the community that they’re in and give them some context for the rest of the week. The first thing is a presentation on the history and culture of the town, presented by the founders’ mother and translated by a member of staff or a participant, depending on their level of Spanish. She talked about the history of the town, that her family came here in the 1920s and they were very self-sufficient, they would grow pretty much everything they needed. The families that live there now might not be fully self-sufficient anymore but they still grow a lot of their own food.

In the afternoon, we took the groups out on a tour of the community and down to the lagoon. Like I said, Gandoca is a very small town with one main gravel road that runs through from one end to the other where it stops at the beach. There is a primary school and a high school, although previously the children had to travel over 13 km to the high school in Sixaola on the border with Panama, sometimes by bus but often by foot. There’s a pulpería, basically a corner shop, but no bigger supermarket. There’s a church and there are a few hotels or cabins for tourists to stay in. After walking through town, we split the group in two for half to take a boat through the lagoon and the other to carry on walking and would swap for the way back.

There are a lot of areas of ecological importance in Gandoca, including the lagoon which is a Ramsar site. This means that it’s a wetland of international importance, recognising its biological richness. The lagoon supports the only mangrove forest on the Caribbean coast of Costa Rica and is a very protected area so you can only use electric motors and fishing is limited to fish of a certain size. It’s also a great place to see birds, monkeys, caimans and, if you’re very lucky, a manatee. When there’s been a lot of rain, the lagoon actually links up with the sea. When that happens, it’s not the best time to swim but when we were there it was safe enough to get in the water near the beach. Swimming there was weird because some of the water was super hot but would swirl with super cold water! There were more coconuts to drink and fresh fruit which was delicious. When my group walked back along the beach on the way home, we heard a little from staff members Andrey and Justin about the turtle protection and conservation efforts along Gandoca beach. The whole beach is patrolled every night by volunteers in two shifts across three sections. The threats the turtles face range from poachers to the erosion of the beach. We would learn more about these efforts later in the week and get to contribute to their work. 

As well as participating in a number of cultural activities, many of these group trips are built around volunteering and service work. The high school group from LA in particular had lots of volunteering worked into their schedule because they were all on a programme that required a certain number of hours. With them, one of the things we did was go to the high school where we planted some cassava and plantain that the students will look after and then will be used in the school meals. We also painted a table and benches in bright yellow, pink and blue to spruce them up a bit! With the NYU group, their volunteering was in Casa Tucán’s new plant nursery. Similar to at the school, the idea is to use what they grow in the kitchen, to feed the GVI groups and any other guests they have. Any surplus will be shared with the community or given to the school kitchens. The plant nursery was still very new, nothing had been planted yet, so the volunteers were building up the plant beds and digging holes around the edge so that a roof could be built to protect it from the intense sun and the equally intense rain. It was hot, sweaty work but with lots of water breaks and rotating through the different tasks, we helped make some good progress. 

With the LA group, they had the chance to do a bit more volunteer work. They had two sessions working on cacao farms in the town and over the course of the week they got to see most of the chocolate making process, from harvesting to drying to roasting to grinding the beans. The first step was to cut the ripe cacao pods from the trees. There are two colours of pods – unripe green pods which turn yellow or orange when they are ripe and purple pods which turn red. If there are any black pods, they’ve gone bad so need to be cut from the trees but not collected. The ripe pods were collected and brought back to the group that was opening them, avoiding the many orb weaver spiders on the way! The pods are opened with a machete so that you can take the seeds out. You can eat the seeds at this point but they taste nothing like chocolate. To me, the white flesh tastes like soursop (guanabana in Spanish) or maybe pear and if you bite into the bean, it’s purple and very bitter. Another day on another cacao farm, rather than collecting the pods, we were doing some maintenance on the trees. We had some people raking around the base of the tree and others cutting off the sucker plants that take nutrients away from the main tree. We were supposed to be there for about two hours but we did roughly forty minutes in the end because the mosquitos were the worst that I’ve ever seen! Once you have the beans, they go into the drier for the fermentation process. Once you have the dried beans, you roast them over a fire and peel them. If you taste the cacao now it’s still bitter, but crunchy with a slightly smoky, almost coffee flavour. Lastly (for us anyway) you grind the beans into a paste. This is where we stopped the process. That evening we mixed the paste with water (or you can use milk) and a little sugar to make hot chocolate!

A very important part of the group’s experience is the turtle conservation part. Gandoca is a nesting site for three of the world’s seven sea turtle species, mostly leatherback but also hawksbill and green turtles. With all groups, they start with a presentation about turtles from Andrey who is extremely knowledgeable. He has spent decades doing this work, both in Gandoca and elsewhere. Andrey does a lot of work with COASTS, the Costa Rican Alliance for Sea Turtle Conservation Science, a grassroots non-profit organisation that he and his wife founded. Sea turtles return to the same region, if not the same beach, that they were born on when it comes time to nest. Turtles only nest at night, crawling out of the ocean to dig an egg pit. From every 1000 eggs that are laid, only one will make it to adulthood which I found to be a shocking statistic!

The second part is a turtle walk along Gandoca beach in the evening, leaving around 8pm and finishing anytime between 10pm and midnight, depending on the group and the weather. Every night COASTS have volunteers patrolling the beach to protect the turtles from poachers and keep track of them. You have to wear all black and no phones are allowed on the beach to keep the environment as natural and undisturbed as possible. When we did need to use a torch, it had to be a red light. If turtles feel disturbed once they come out of the water, they can do what is known as a false crawl which is when they return to the ocean without laying any eggs. We were out for a couple of hours before we had to come in early because of the rain. I went again the next night with a smaller group but we didn’t see turtles either night. Both the trips I was on were at the start of the turtle nesting season so chances were slim but it was still nice to be out on the beach in the evening.

Another activity during the week that counts both as volunteering work and also contributes to the sea turtle conservation efforts is the beach clean. We actually focused more on pulling up roots and vines in the areas that the turtles like to nest rather than plastic, although obviously we also picked up any rubbish that we saw. At some points on the beach, there were some huge logs in the way but with a team of 8 or 10 people, it was light work! Even under the very hot sun, doing pretty physical work, the groups both got really into it. I think a beach clean gives you that immediate feeling of satisfaction and it’s easy to see the difference you’ve made. After one of the beach cleans and after some of the volunteering work with one group, we took them to the local football field to have some free time to let off some steam. Some of the students got into football games with whichever locals were around, others were passing around a volleyball and others making the most of the pitch being one of the only spots in town where you can get phone signal! 

While the volunteering and conservation work are important parts of the group trips, it’s also a chance for the students to get to know more about Costa Rican culture. Part of this is a Spanish class or more specifically ‘Talk like a Tico’! There’s not enough time to start from scratch with any students that don’t speak Spanish but then there are also some students that are already fluent in Spanish. With such a mix of abilities, the Spanish class focuses more on Costa Rican slang. For example, ‘el tico no trabaja, el tico bretea’, ‘tico’ being a Costa Rican and ‘bretear’ being the word they use for work instead of ‘trabajar’. If you want to learn any of it, have a look at a video on YouTube called Gringo Pinto! 

There is also a cooking class because food is such an important part of culture. All the GVI groups learn how to make tamales, a very traditional dish that is made across Latin America. The preparation is a little different from country to country and even regionally so these are Caribbean Costa Rican tamales, before anyone disagrees! It is made with a corn based dough that is filled with meat, vegetables and rice and wrapped in a banana leaf for cooking. The banana leaves that are used as wrapping have to be prepared before you can use them so they get wiped clean, cut down to size, and the strong centre vein of the banana leaf is separated to tie the tamal. The corn had been cooking over a wood fire the day before and the first thing to do was grind it up. The massa is mixed with spices, salsa lizano (a staple in Costa Rican cooking that is like a thicker Worcestershire sauce) and some of the cooking juices from whatever meat is being used. Every tamal gets some rice, potato, onion, carrot and pepper and then we had a range of other fillings. Pork is traditional but we also had chicken or you can leave them without for the vegans and vegetarians. We also separated some of the massa so it wouldn’t have the meat stock in it. When it comes to wrapping the tamales, you have to make sure it’s tied nice and tight so that no water can get in during the cooking because that ruins the flavour and texture. We made them in the morning so there was time for them to cook during the afternoon and then we ate them for dinner! 

Probably my favourite part of the whole week was the 10 km hike from one side of the Gandoca-Manzanillo Wildlife Refuge to the other. We started on Gandoca beach at around 7.30am so that we could get a good distance out of the way before it got too hot. We walked along the beach for about an hour which was the most physically demanding part because the loose sand is harder to walk on. Beyond that it was mostly in the jungle with a few short stretches on the beach further along. It was so fun, such a nice level of difficulty, a good pace and so beautiful! Some of the most challenging moments were steep slopes that were a bit muddy because I only had trainers without much grip to them but I managed not to fall! Not everyone can say the same… What made these sections even more difficult is that a lot of the trees along the path are pochotes that have thick spikes all over the trunks so if you do slip or fall, you absolutely can’t reach out to catch yourself on the tree or risk shredding your hand to pieces. At around the halfway point we stopped at a coconut farm for a break, fresh coconuts included! What could be better? It was a breathtaking place to rest, ready for the second half of the hike. 

With the NYU group, we completed the hike in four and a half hours. They were the first trip of the year but compared to the groups from last year they were second fastest, coming in after the group of high level student athletes so they did well! The LA group finished in five and a half hours, we just had a few more breaks along the way with them. The hike ended inside the main part of the Manzanillo national park where we managed to see a sloth! After a long hike, we had a well deserved lunch at a local restaurant of a very typical Caribbean dish, pollo caribeño and rice ‘n’ beans. To get back to Gandoca, rather than walk the opposite way back, we got a couple of boats which was great because both times I did it I saw turtles! 

On the last morning of each trip, after saying goodbye to most of the team in Gandoca and leaving the lovely Casa Tucán behind, we head up to Cahuita, another national park on the coast. It’s not a huge park and entrance is by donation for anyone visiting. There’s only really one trail that heads along to an absolutely stunning beach, the perfect place to have a swim before you head back down the same path to the entrance again. Even though it’s small, there’s so much to see in Cahuita! Every time I’ve been there, I’ve seen at least three sloths and most of them were quite low in the trees. There’s also lots of monkeys, sometimes howler monkeys or capuchin monkeys. It’s also possible to see morpho butterflies floating lazily through the air, easy to spot because of their bright blue colour. With a good guide (which we had, Braulio from Casa Tucán), you can also see the harder to spot animals like tiny poison dart frogs or bright yellow eyelash viper snakes. 

After lunch in Cahuita, it’s back into the bus for the final five hours to San José. Both groups had a night there and left at the end of the following day. With the NYU group, I had actually already arranged to have a weekend in Puerto Viejo, the most touristy town in the same area as Gandoca, Manzanillo and Cahuita. Because the group programme was short staffed and I was helping them out at the last minute, I was able to stay in Puerto Viejo so missed the final day with the NYU group. I was there for the second group with the LA school though. It’s much more relaxed than the rest of the week because after such a jam packed schedule, everyone was pretty exhausted! There was some admin to be done, a goodbye presentation, feedback and reflection and then we went to the national museum and San Jose’s central market to wrap things up. 

I really enjoyed the two group trips that I worked on. It was really interesting to see a different side of what GVI does and I loved working with the partners in Gandoca as well. For the first group, with NYU, it was just me and Indie who manages the groups programme but for the LA group we also had Isa who worked on some of the groups last year. It was a great team to be a part of and I’m very pleased that I got to have this experience! For now, it’s back to Cartago and normal life but it wasn’t so bad working in paradise for a while.

A Tale of Two Beach Trips

Before the blog posts move from Panama on to Colombia, I’m going to take another short break to write about a few different things. First up, I am almost nine months into living in Costa Rica (and there might be something coming soon to celebrate that!) which I can barely believe. Obviously one of the things I love about living abroad is the opportunity to get to know new places and make the most of where I am by travelling around. Unfortunately, for a variety of reasons, it hasn’t been as easy to travel while I’ve been here, although I have managed to fit in a few weekends away and also been able to travel with work a little bit. Today, I’m telling you a tale of two beach trips, one to Dominical on the Pacific coast of Costa Rica and one to Puerto Viejo on the Caribbean coast.

Before Christmas, I didn’t really travel much because I was saving my pennies to be able to visit my sister in her new home in the British Virgin Islands. However, I knew that I wanted to go away for the weekend around my birthday as a treat to myself. Initially, the main requirement was just that it was by the beach because I needed some time by the ocean. I decided on Dominical, a tiny town on the Pacific coast, in between Manuel Antonio and Uvita. It is basically two roads, one down from the main highway that has all of the shops and restaurants on it and then another that runs along the beach. Dominical is a popular surfing spot so the town has some of that laid back, no shoes kind of energy to it. However, this area is home to a lot of Americans who have bought property so it has developed to accommodate that as well, with more upmarket options. I really liked Dominical, it was perfect for the weekend break I wanted but I will say that it is overwhelmingly filled with tourists, mostly Americans. It feels like that takes away some of the authenticity and maybe some of the charm of it. That’s not to say it’s not worth visiting! I just think it’s important to bear in mind.

The main reason I chose Dominical, other than wanting to be by the beach, was because it’s the best jumping off point for visiting the Nauyaca waterfall which had been recommended to me by a friend. From Dominical, I got the 6.20am bus towards San Isidro and asked the driver to let me know when we got to the waterfall. It was about 500 colones (70p) and only about 20 minutes. It sounds really early but it meant that I got there right when the ticket office opened at 7am and otherwise it can be tricky to get there and back by public transport. If you arrive by public transport, there is a bus back to Dominical that passes at 12,20, stopping at the bus stop just opposite the ticket office. It also meant that after I had hiked through, I was one of the first people there and by the time I was leaving it was only just starting to get busy. There are a few options when it comes to tickets. I went for the cheapest, $10 just for access which means hiking 5 km either way. You can also pay $32 to take a pick up truck both ways or pay an extra 6000 colones on top of the access fee to get the truck just on the way back. There are also horseback riding tours for $80-90.

The first stretch is 2 km of paved road down to the car park that is very steep! It took me twenty minutes going down but I reckon it would have been double that walking up. From there, the road is more of a track, clear enough but a bit bumpy and I imagine it would be muddy if it had rained a lot. Most of it was flat or with a slight incline with some steeper stretches for about 3.5 km. The second section took me an hour on the way there and only 35 minutes on the way back because it was mostly downhill. Only a couple of people passed me on foot and 300m from the end, the first pick-up truck that you can take went past and I got a big cheer from everyone on board which was lovely. Even though I started early, it was already very hot and humid! I recommend bringing lots of water, electrolytes and some snacks because there’s nothing after the ticket office, though there are taps with drinking water at the entrance to the falls themselves. It was pretty much my perfect hike, not too long, not too hard and beautiful. I really enjoyed the walk, it’s a lovely area with beautiful surroundings and has the best reward when you get to the end of it.

Nauyaca is technically made up of two falls, the upper and the lower ones. You can swim at both but I think it’s nicer in the lower falls. I went along to the upper falls first and they really are quite impressive. They have such height to them. I’ve seen a lot of waterfalls over the years, they’re a dime a dozen across Central America, and sometimes they can feel the same or a bit disappointing but I thought this one was really special. There was something about the way the sun, which hadn’t risen over the top of the falls yet, reflected off the water falling over the top that made it seem like a scene out of an anime film. I lounged around reading my book for a while, enjoying the peace before many other people arrived before going for a swim. A top tip for getting photos of yourself when you’re on your own: ask the group of Gen Z girls that have just been having a photoshoot!

I made sure to leave in plenty of time for the bus I wanted to get back down to Dominical. I passed a lot of people on my way out and there were already a lot more at the falls when I left so I think going early, particularly on a Saturday, was a smart thing to do. It only took me 40 minutes to walk back to the car park where I took a break. As I started walking back up to the road (which, as I had imagined, was much worse uphill), I managed to hitch a ride with a couple I had spoken to earlier. It was definitely a more bearable journey that way! 

The bus back down to Dominical was supposed to pass by at 12.20 but it was a little late. Once I made it back to my hostel, I made some lunch and spent the rest of the afternoon reading my book in a hammock. That’s pretty much my happy place so I was very content. This feels like a good moment to give a massive recommendation to the hostel I stayed in, Cool Vibes. From what I can tell it’s one of only two hostels in Dominical. I loved it, everyone was really friendly, the staff were helpful, there’s a big kitchen, lots of chill common spaces and a small pool for relaxing. I was in a dorm with a mosquito net and a personal fan which was helpful for the heat. It’s actually right next door to the other hostel in town which I read some bad reviews about and looked a bit dingy, although it also looked like it was under renovation.

Cool Vibes is also less than 100m from the beach! Caribbean beaches in Costa Rica are generally deemed to be a bit nicer but the Pacific coast has one big advantage – the sunsets are beautiful! I took advantage of this and went down to the beach both evenings I was there (I arrived just after dark on my first night so missed the sunset). Then, after getting up at 5.30am, I was in need of an early night! 

On my second full day, I wanted to walk to the neighbouring beach, Dominicalito. It’s supposed to be nicer than Playa Dominical with smaller waves better for beginner surfers (not that I was surfing) and for swimming. You can walk all the way along the main beach, cut up onto the road briefly and then back down onto Dominicalito. It was beautiful! It took just under an hour to walk there, I’m not quite sure exactly how long because I stopped a couple of times to talk to a friend or to read and enjoy the view. Once I had arrived on Domincalito and spent a bit of time there, I walked out of the main entrance to the beach and stopped for a smoothie at Kunjani Cafe, between the beach and my next destination. I had an orange and passion fruit smoothie while trying to finish my book which was my mission for the weekend. Along the road from Kunjani, across the river and up the hill a little there is a track off the road that leads to another waterfall! Very different from Nauyaca, Poza Azul is a lovely wee spot, entrance is free which is a bit of a rarity in Costa Rica and it’s usually pretty quiet. The water was quite low because it hasn’t been raining a lot but the pool is still quite deep at the centre. Deep enough anyway to use the rope swing at the edge of the pool but not enough to jump of the top off the falls, although apparently you can at times!

From here I headed home, spent more time in the hammock during the afternoon, finished my book and headed down to the beach for sunset. I had decided to take myself out for a nice dinner on my last night (otherwise I was making food in the hostel to save money) because this was, after all, my birthday trip! I went to a place called Phat Noodle where I had a delicious pad thai with pulled pork which was an unexpectedly good combination. The staff were also super friendly and very surprised when I actually spoke Spanish!

The next day I headed back to Cartago, down a different route than I had taken to arrive that basically went through two national parks, Tapanti and Los Quetzales. It reminded me a lot of driving through the mountains on the way to Candelaria in Honduras. This was my first weekend away to explore Costa Rica since I arrived in October and it reminded me how much I love to travel. Almost as soon as I got home, I booked another trip for not long after!

This second trip was also to the beach but on the opposite side of the country. Around Easter we had a few extra days off school and the volunteers were all planning on travelling that weekend as well. That gave me a long weekend to play with, making a trip to the Caribbean side a lot more worthwhile as it’s a little further than the Pacific. I ended up being in the area for the week prior, helping on a GVI school group programme (more on that soon) which worked out to give me an extra day so I was actually there for four full days. The main town that people visit on the Caribbean coast is Puerto Viejo, a very laid back place. It’s popular with surfers, hippies and Costa Ricans alike. The area is also known for having more of a mix of cultures, blending Costa Rican culture with afro-caribbean influences and aspects of the indigenous Bribri culture.

I actually opted to stay in Playa Cocles, 1.5 km down the road from the centre of Puerto Viejo. I was staying at the fabulous Playa 506 Beachfront Hostel and it really is right on the beach. I stayed in a 6 bed female dorm and paid a bit extra to have air con which I really appreciated. There’s a restaurant and bar on site but they’re quite expensive in my opinion. Saying that, I did treat myself to a cocktail the size of my head on the first night! There’s also a big kitchen where you can cook and a supermarket a five minute walk away. From the restaurant you can walk 20 metres to get onto the beach. It was the perfect place to relax and in the perfect location with the beach just out the back of the hostel. I think this beach is much nicer than any in town and the water is cleaner for swimming in as well. It’s also a good place to base yourself with Puerto Viejo and Cahuita on one side and Punta Uva and Manzanillo on the other.

After what had been a busy week with work, I went to bed early and slept for 12 hours! The plan for the first day was that there was no plan. I spent a bit of time on the beach but there was a shaded hammock area between the hostel and the beach where I spent most of the weekend. I did rouse myself a little more the next day and headed into Puerto Viejo. I was meeting a friend who was passing through on her way to the GVI conservation base in nearby Kéköldi. We went for breakfast at a place called Bread and Chocolate which was great. There are a lot of good food choices in Puerto Viejo, nice coffee shops, brunch spots and bakeries. There are also lots of bars and a good nightlife but I was having a more chill time so didn’t experience these for myself. Another spot worth a visit is Gelateria Deelite where I had incredible pistachio and tiramisu ice cream.

Through the work I had been doing in the area I had met a local tour guide and took the chance to join him on a tour one day. I joined a tour with a British and a French woman to a cacao farm and medicinal plant garden in the indigenous town called Bribri. It was so interesting, there were so many plants growing around the place that I never would have noticed by myself. So many of them can and still are used to treat many different conditions and illnesses. There was also a frog nursery where we saw poison dart frogs. We got to take some cacao beans through the whole process of roasting, crushing, grinding and then making the paste into a drink. It’s very bitter, a bit too much for me, but I loved it when we put some of the chocolate paste into a roasted banana.

It was really interesting to learn more about the Bribri culture as well. The language of Bribri is still spoken but much less than it previously was. We learnt some phrases in Bribri during the tour like ‘miska‘ which means let’s go, ‘weske‘ means come in and ‘mia mia‘ means thank you. The language has been taught in schools since 1985 but by then, some of the damage was already done and the language was on the decline. Nowadays there is more of an effort being made, you can study Bribri at the University of Costa Rica, but in general there is a worry that outside influences and especially new technology and the digital space are threatening the preservation of the Bribri language and culture. The name Bribri comes from the word for ‘strong’ in their language and families are organised into matrilineal clans. This means that the lineage is passed down through the mother. Women also have very important roles within the society, they are the only people who can own land and the only ones allowed to prepare the cacao drink that is very important to many of their rituals. In the early 20th century, the Bribri faced some land struggles because of the presence of the United Fruit Company who forced the Bribri off their territory in order to plant bananas. After much opposition and issues with disease on the plantations, the United Fruit Company completely withdrew from the region of Talamanca, taking everything including the railways they had built. In 1977, the Costa Rican government created indigenous reserves including for the Bribri. This granted them control land ownership although some legal settlers from before 1977 have refused to leave, causing tensions.

The second part of the tour was a visit to the Bribri waterfall for a swim. The water was lovely and cold and you could swim all the way up to the waterfall. When we climbed back up from the waterfall, the guy who owns and charges for the parking (actual access to the waterfall is free) has coffee, pejibaye (a weird fruit that tastes a little like a sweet potato and is eaten with mayo, called a peach palm in English) and pineapple on offer for guests. You can also buy a cold coconut and pay a little more to make it a coco loco, a rum based cocktail. He is also a musician and if you’re lucky you might get a tune, not that he needs much persuading!

For my last full day I wanted to make the most of the many beautiful beaches up and down this part of the coast. I rented a bike from my hostel ($10 for 24 hours or $7 for a half day) and wanted to cycle to Punta Uva. I actually went to Playa Grande first, around the far side of Punta Uva. A lot of the beaches blend into one another so Playa Grande actually merges into the beach in the town of Manzanillo but it can be a bit busier at that end because there’s the entrance to the Gandoca-Manzanillo Wildlife Refuge. Playa Grande was super quiet, just one small surf class happening and otherwise I had it to myself. Next I stopped at the actual Punta Uva beach which is supposed to be great for snorkelling but it was absolutely packed! Because I was there the weekend before Easter, there were a lot of Costa Rican holidaymakers and this beach is actually quite small so I didn’t stay. On the way back to the hostel, I stopped off at what I think is part of Playa Chiquita. It was quiet and there was a spot in the shade where I lay for a while to enjoy the peace and quiet.

Another early night and then a 5.30am bus took me back to Cartago and back to real life. There’s still much of Costa Rica that I want to explore, I haven’t been to the very popular La Fortuna with the Arenal volcano, I’m desperate to get to Tortuguero National Park, preferably during turtle season, and I also have Uvita during whale season on my list. I’ve also never been to the region of Guanacaste which is known for having gorgeous beaches! It gives me a few things to plan and look forward to over the next few months. Finding a balance between work and pleasure is something that I’m still trying to figure out as well as balancing the budget sheet but I hope there’s a happy medium to be found. Wherever I get to next, you’ll be sure to hear about it!

Christmas in the Virgin Islands

There’s still plenty to come from my big summer trip to Latin America, although it is getting further in the rearview mirrors. Panama is up next but while I’m on a little break from writing about that trip, I want to take the chance to tell you about another, slightly more recent trip. Christmas while living far from home, friends and family can be a difficult time but I have to say that this year I had a blast! The programme that I work for was closed for two weeks because the school that we work in was shut over Christmas and new year, thereby leaving us with nothing to do. In my eyes, that’s a great opportunity to head somewhere exciting!

The exact same day that I got my job in Costa Rica, my twin sister also got her dream job! She had just finished a masters in tropical marine biology in Essex in the southeast of England but the last time I checked, there’s not many coral reefs in that part of the world. Instead she found herself a job in the British Virgin Islands, working for a dive shop and conservation organisation. For those of you reaching for your phones to look up where the BVIs are, I’ll save you the trouble. They are a series of more than 50 islands, alongside the US Virgin Islands, just to the east of Puerto Rico. Basically, island paradise.

Amy moved out there around the start of December so she hadn’t been there long when I went to visit. I wasn’t sure when else I would be able to get a couple of weeks off at a time so even though she was still settling in, I took the chance to go and see her. I had to work until the 23rd so I didn’t set off until the early hours of the 24th. Nearly a full day after I left my house in Cartago, I arrived at my final destination of St Croix. While Amy lives on Tortola, one of the four main islands of the BVIs, we were actually spending a few days over Christmas in St Croix which is one of the US Virgin Islands. After such a long journey, I wasn’t up for much so we just went out for a few drinks, some food and called it a night.

My first full day was Christmas day! And what better way to spend it than scuba diving. We went out on two dives and saw some Caribbean reef sharks, a sleeping nurse shark and lots of turtles, a few swimming and a few sleeping, which made Amy very happy. Whenever she sees a turtle while diving, she does a happy dance! When we were back on dry land, we were starving so went to a popular burger spot called Schupe’s. We had big dinner plans later so split a burger and some chips while we made some of the obligatory phone calls home. We were staying in Christiansted in the east of the island, one of the two main towns, but in the afternoon we went through to Frederiksted, the other main town, in the west. We had been invited to a beach barbecue with our dive shop from the morning through someone Amy knows who works there. It was a really nice atmosphere, a collection of other lost souls far from home in search of some kind of community to celebrate Christmas with. We enjoyed some great food, a beautiful sunset and then went back to our apartment for a few more drinks. Overall, not the worst Christmas I’ve had away from home (at least I wasn’t coming out of covid isolation…).

Boxing Day was exactly as it should be, a day for rotting, relaxing and recovering from Christmas Day. Albeit a lot hotter, sunnier and sandier than it would have been in the UK! We headed to Hotel on the Caye, a resort on a small islet in the bay of Christiansted. The beach is open to the public, you just have to pay $5 for the round trip boat to get there. This is actually a great spot because Christiansted doesn’t really have a beach otherwise. We ended the day at a very popular pizza spot in town called The Mill – big recommend.

And that was our time in St Croix and the US Virgin Islands over. We had to take two ferries to get back to Tortola, the island in the BVIs where Amy lives, travelling via St Thomas. We arrived at Road Town, the main town on Tortola, just before the end of the work day so headed over to Amy’s dive shop to see who was around and could give us a lift home. Amy lives with some of her colleagues who all work for We Be Divin’, a dive shop who run private excursions, mostly for people coming in on cruise ships. All the girls who work at We Be Divin’ also work for Beyond the Reef, a marine conservation non-profit working on coral reef health, building artificial reefs, doing cetacean surveys, beach clean ups and community outreach. They work closely with another business of the same owner, Commercial Dive Services, doing things like ghost net retrieval. It really is amazing the work that Beyond the Reef does. Amy had only been there for a couple of weeks when I was visiting so she was still settling into her job but since then, she’s been regaling our family group chat with envy inducing stories and photos of the kinds of things she is doing every day. More importantly, this is the kind of work that she has always dreamed of doing and that she has worked so hard to get to do and she deserves this so much. I was so happy to see her in this environment, flourishing and thriving, living her dream.

Amy lives on the other side of the island from Road Town but it’s only a ten minute drive or so. We got a lift home with Buzz and Margy, Amy’s flatmates/colleagues, and Margy’s adorable dog Starboy. The bay where they live is absolutely insane, I can’t believe that’s where she lives. It was sunset as we were coming down the hill into the bay and the view was incredible. After a fairly long travel day, we were both tired so we made dinner, chilled out and Amy gave me some of the things she brought me from home! This included some toiletries top ups that I can’t get in Costa Rica, some photos and a chocolate orange that my mum sent me because she always gets me one for Christmas!

Amy was still having to work while I was there so there were some days that I had to entertain myself. My first day on Tortola was one of those days. I got a lift into Road Town with Amy and settled in a coffee shop for a while. After having lunch with Amy, I decided to try out these open air truck tours that are mostly aimed at cruise ship passengers. When it came to the truck tour, I paid $25 for the 2 hour version, deciding to skip the beach stop that adds an hour and an extra $5. This ended up being a good decision because the beach stop is right in front of where Amy lives so I could go there for free whenever I wanted! The tour itself was fine, there was some commentary from the driver but even with his microphone it was hard to hear. The views were of course stunning but it ended up being a loop down to where Amy lives and back to Road Town so I had driven most of it before. At the end of the day, it was something to do and I saw a bit more of Road Town as well but it wasn’t a highlight of the trip by a long stretch.

Instead of going with Amy the following day, I decided I wanted to have a beach day to myself. Who can blame me on such a beautiful island! One end of the beach is super touristy, full of cruise ship passengers most days, with sun loungers, umbrellas, bars and restaurants. The other end of the beach however, on the other side of a small pier, is an untouched stretch. Beautiful white sand, no big waves, a few palm trees for shade and barely ten other people there throughout the whole day!

One of the benefits of having a sister whose job it is to go diving? Sometimes you get to dive for free with her! In this case, I didn’t actually end up diving with Amy because she had gotten an ear infection after our dives in St Croix, but I got to go with some of her colleagues and some volunteers on Beyond the Reef’s coral health surveys. After a quick lesson on the boat, taking me through a few of the most common types of coral, it was time to dive and have a go at identifying them. I was surprisingly good! Unfortunately a lot of the coral is unhealthy, bleached or dead but a lot of Beyond the Reef’s work, and particularly Amy’s part of that, is to monitor and treat coral. We did two dives before heading back to the shop to find Amy and go home for an afternoon on the beach.

Amy was working on Hogmanay (New Year’s Eve for the non-Scots in the room) so I had another chill day in the flat, not so much on the beach because it was drizzling a little. I was fine with a relaxed day though because we had big evening plans! Jost Van Dyke, one of the other main islands, is apparently one of the best places in the world to celebrate the New Year. Along with Amy’s flatmates, we had bought tickets to the main celebration that happens at a bar called Foxy’s. The ticket was $70 which is a bit expensive but the specific ticket we bought included the return ferry ride from Tortola which is $40 so maybe not as bad as it seems. It also meant I got to see another island, even if only for a few hours and in the dark. Foxy’s is a great big bar but the party was in a large area out the back. There was a big stage and throughout the night there were various musical performances from DJs and notably a great band who had really committed to the vague Game of Thrones theme! I enjoyed their performance the most, lots of rock songs and the keyboard player was Scottish! Just before midnight, bottles of water were handed out so that we could welcome the new year in ‘carnival style’ in their words. That meant opening the bottles and spraying the water over everyone around you! The night was great but we headed home at 2.30am so that we weren’t stuck waiting for the next ferry at 5am. There’s not much to report from the first day of 2024 – our biggest achievement of the day was getting down to the beach for a swim!

I had one more beach day to myself while Amy was at work but she had taken my last full day off so we could spend it together. We were ticking off another island, heading to Virgin Gorda to meet up with Amy’s friend who works at a dive shop there and to visit the Baths. These are unique geologic formations and are in one of BVI’s national parks. A series of large granite boulders nestled in between two beaches harbour small lagoons beneath them. There is a one way loop that will take you down to one beach, then through the baths themselves and out onto another beach that is back near the entrance. We had a swim at the first beach and then got caught in a little queue to go through the baths but there were worse places we could have had to wait. Going through the caves involved a bit of clambering, ducking under rocks, wading through water, going down ladders. We had a bit of time at the beach on the other side and then got some lunch at a restaurant at the entrance. I had a Caribbean dish called roti which was a curry stew wrapped in a flatbread which was delicious.

Before I wrap this up, there’s a few random but interesting things I noticed while in the Virgin Islands (and a few observations from Amy as well) – in the Virgin Islands they drive on the left but most of the cars are American so the drivers are also on the left side. People are very friendly and saying hello to anyone you pass in the street, whether you know them or not, is common. It’s also common to use ‘good night’ as a greeting in the evening whereas it’s usually something I would say as a goodbye. Despite this friendliness, customer service is not great. Travel between the islands is expensive, $40 return for a 20 minute ferry to Jost Van Dyke or a 30 minute ferry to Virgin Gorda. There is obviously a large ‘expat’ community but particularly in Amy’s work, it’s overwhelmingly South Africans and Filipinos. In the BVIs, rum is not taxed so the pours are heavy!

Cruise ships are prevalent, I saw them both in Tortola and St Thomas. Tortola is a big cruise ship destination, there was only one day during my stay when there wasn’t a single cruise ship in port and even the girls that live there were surprised because it’s such a rare occurrence! It’s like an invasion on docking days and the people coming off are not necessarily my favourite type of tourists. I think the nature of cruise ship travel can be a little superficial, mostly because of the time constraints. Yes, you get to experience a range of places in a short period of time but you often only have a handful of hours to see a new place. I found that this made some of the cruise ship passengers very impatient and borderline rude as well as entitled. This is of course not the case for everyone but it’s always the worst ones that you remember.

Something that Amy has talked to me about is the levels of wealth that she has noticed the longer she’s been there. The relative remoteness of the islands makes it expensive to get there (I can attest to that!) and once you’re there, costs are high because a lot has to be imported. In terms of visitors to the islands there are different levels, ranging from those coming in on the cruise ships, people staying on the islands and day chartering a boat, those who charter boats for the duration of their stay, crewed charter boats and even mega yachts. There is also a large wealth disparity between the ‘expats’ that move there from the UK, US or elsewhere and the locals.

It was a jam packed two weeks but I was glad that we were able to make it happen. There was a short period of time when I wasn’t sure if Amy was going to get there in time because of the waiting period for her visa. Even though she had arrived so soon before I visited, I was glad to be there. Now I feel I have an insight into Amy’s life, her work and her new home and I feel like I can follow along with her stories. I also know exactly how hard she has worked to put herself into this position and the sacrifices that she’s made. Being able to see those be worthwhile was incredible and I’m enjoying watching her build her life there.