I was dropped off in the pitch black with Andre giving me verbal directions of how to get back to my hostel. All the roads in Nosara are unlit as it is on the countryside and not very “city” at all. This was another one of those scary moments traveling alone where I could have been abducted at any point and never seen again. Luckily, I finally stumbled upon my hostel with great relief. Nosara is a very quiet town full of yoga retreats and very earthy, granola people looking for zen. Not really my niche. And there’s not a huge night-life – no bueno for this chica. This was the first night I didn’t go out or do anything in the evening. I started watching a movie at the hostel with some of the other people, then decided I wasn’t in Costa Rica to watch tv or movies so I went to a hammock to read some, then crashed early and caught up on some much needed sleep.
The next morning I went to the beautiful beach, but it was so eerily quiet and desolate. I spent the morning laying out and playing in the water by myself, then went back to the hostel and got ready for my zip-lining excursion. This canopy tour was insane and incredible. I was picked up by a local from the company and taken to the zip-lining site. I got harnessed then trucked way up the mountain side. There were 21 zip-lining runs through the lush mountainous forest and it was an unbelievable experience. I am quite the adrenaline junkie, so this was perfection. After going through all the lines, we hiked to a waterfall and had the option of getting in, so of course I jumped in and played under the waterfall with our tour guide.