Aside from staying in the grossest hotel on the planet (dead frogs under the bed?), I really enjoyed Puerto Viejo. It’s a straight up tourist town, but if you like chicks in bikinis and the smell of weed…. wait, I don’t like either of those things. Nevermind. I really did like it, though!
One afternoon we biked 26km on fixies to check out the Manzanillo national park and beach hop our way back to town. Again, the coolest day and me without my camera. So I guess take my word for it that I enjoyed the shit out of that day.