Our first impression of Cahuita was…odd, to say the least. Aside from the drunkards, there was the strange old man who came up to us in the middle of the street asking if we smoked (no), who then proceeded to shove a huge-ass avocado in our faces and promptly let us know it was an avocado (yes).
Thanks man. We don’t want your avocado though. Maybe tomorrow, friend.
Surely, it was a full moon when we arrived in Cahuita? It had to have been. There was just so much weirdness!
Things got much more normal after the first night. Aside from the food poisoning/shouldn’t-have-ordered-the-fish that Matt experienced, that is.
Once Matt was feeling a little better, we ventured out of the bustling metropolis of Cahuita (remember, population 600ish) down a 2 km dirt road to Playa Negra.
Even the walk there was nice and peaceful. There were hardly any cars on the street, most people just ride bikes.
There was a little surprise though. You know in Los Angeles and specifically on Venice Beach, how there’s Muscle Beach? Well, just before Playa Negra, there’s a tiny one of those. What a surprise! And really handy if you’re fixing for a workout.
Unlike other national parks in Costa Rica, you just give a donation of your choosing as your admission fee and then you’re free to hike and go to the beach.
(This was really good for us because the $15-20 USD per person admission charges in Monteverde, Santa Elena, and Tortuguero really hurt our budget.)
We were about 10 feet into the national park when we saw white face monkeys! Up until this day, we had only seen (and heard) Howler Monkeys. These white face monkeys were adorable little guys hanging out in the trees!
Favourite restaurant in Cahuita: Palenque Luisa