Beside the coconut dude, there’s also a pirate of the Manzanillo, Mauricio. He’s missing his left leg, that’s how he got his name. He doesn’t have the true pirate blinder, or parrot, but he has dreadlocks. Same same, but different. 

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Today’s plan, to visit Manzanillo.

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Cruising on our colourful bikes, mine is purple, Haile’s lime green. The pedals are making some noises every once in a while, and getting stuck, but hey, it’s still rollin’.

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Manzanillo is about 8 miles away. We show Costa Rica our best pedalling, and hope to get there about an hour. Not that we’re in hurry. Absolutely not, these chicas having a day off.

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Manzanillo Costa Rica  

.It’s hot. Oh so hot. Inner thermometer shows about 86F. If you feel little sweat bubbles on your forehead, and shirt is as wet as after sitting in Turkish steam sauna, not that you were clothes in sauna, most probably it’s HOT outside.

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Getting closer to the see, you can feel the nice cool breeze. At least something cools down our boiling bodies.

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It’s not even midday, but beach is full of surfers and sun soakers. Seems the waves are perfect. One dude, carrying a surfboard, passing by. You definitely can’t waste those waves.

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Our ride run its course. It’s pretty decent asphalt here. Only some speed pumps, and holes here and there. Some of them are big ones. If I ride them through, I almost lost my bag what’s sitting in the basket.

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biking in costa rica

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Passing the ice-cream cafe, called Alice. A white school building, that looks like a cloud, because of its walls that reminds me clouds. A man, who sells mamons (local tropical fruit), looking so red, so tasty.  

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Facing a mountain. A real Everest. I’m not lying, this thing really needs to put some effort in. “Get up on the saddle, let’s go”, I say to Haile.
Working hard. Like Arnold, when lifting weight.  

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Despite the fact, this “mountain”, that is actually a small hill, is a real challenge. Haile gives up, and pushing her bike all the way up. Bikes, we’re using, are not designed for breaking records, nor climbing mountains. These bikes take us to the store, to the beach, to the party, and if you’re a good girl, even back. 

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Arriving to Manzanillo. Driving through the village, warm Caribbean breeze tousling our hair.

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manzanillo costa rica beach

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Manzanillo

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Manzanillo is a chill village. This small town remains a vibrant outpost of Afro-Caribbean culture. The houses are colourful- you can find electric blue or sunny yellow. Somewhere you can here a noise of chicken. Palm trees swinging on the rhythm of the wind.
Locals cruising on their bikes. Kiddos having fun in backyards. The bar, that sits on the corner, plays reggae tunes.
Everything here takes me back to the Cayman Islands. 

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This place definitely has its vibe.

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“Lets go swimming, before hiking to the viewpoint.”, Haile jumps off the bike and runs, to jump into the sea.

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The sea is bit wavy, but warm as always. At some point, waves are going crazy. My eyes and mouth are full of salt. It really doesn’t bother me, since the water just feels so damn good. 

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We can see the bridge, that takes us to the park.

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Haile buys a pipa fria. Beside the coconut dude, there’s also a pirate of the Caribbean, Mauricio, who’s greeting us. Mauricio missing his left leg, that’s how he got his name. He doesn’t have the true pirate blinder, or a parrot sitting on his shoulder, but he has dreadlocks. Like they say in Thailand- same same, but different. His dreadlocks are huge. He’s covering them with a green knitted hat. It looks like he pulled a sock over his head.

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Mauricio: “Beautiful girls, where are you from?”

Haile: “USA.”

Me: “Europe.”

Mauricio: “Europe is big, where about?”

Me: “Estonia.”

Mauricio: “Well well. I got it. You have map of the Estonia tattooed on your back? Come closer. Come come! Let me see.”

I’m a bit shy to go closer. I’m just turning around, showing him my back: “well, actually it’s a whole world.”

Mauricio: “And you girl, where in States?”

Haile: “California.”

Mauricio: “Californian girl. Nice nice. You people there have a good weed. A very good weed!” 

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Attaching bikes to the bridge. Bikes are, how to say nicely, they look old. I would be surprised if anyone would want to steal them. But at the same time, bikes are quite needful here. They have told us stories how locals are cutting down smaller trees to steal bikes. Yeahh, we don’t take the risk, and lock our bikes. 

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beautiful costa rica

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We meet Jannine in the park. She’s from Switzerland. We don’t know her, but we kindly ask her to join us. Me and Haile are pretty fun duo, she’s going to have a good time with us. 

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Walking happily through the park, like three musketeers. Catting about good old travellers topics- how long have you been traveling? Where have you been? How you like it? etc.

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Jannine is studying medicine back home, she came Costa Rica to study Spanish. Now, when school is over, she’s doing some traveling before heading back home. 

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Crossing the green bridge, palm trees greeting us on the other side. We have arrived to the viewpoint.

The view is beautiful. Great big Caribbean sea is lying in front of us, showing all its blue colours. You also can see a huge rock, that reaches out of the sea, and one lonely tree, that grows in there.

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The scenery is amazing. 

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Taking a seat on the beach, and sitting in silence. Listening how waves are playing their game. Listening how the voice of the sea speaks to us. 

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pura vida costa rica

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The magic of silence.

 

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Kadri Järve

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