We just got back from Playa Monterico. Originally it was a morning thing, but by the time we got there we changed our mind and stayed there for the weekend. We didn't have any clothes except the clothes on our backs and our bathing suits. If you look up playa Monterico in the travel guide it will explain it as a big popular beach with big hotels and lots of restaurants. It's totally not true, it is popular but it's a one road town, four restaurants and only two 'big' hotels. By big I mean one story with about 15 rooms each. There are some other hotels that are like 5 to 6 rooms, but over all the town is tiny. We arrived at the beach about noon and ate ceviche at a little restaurant. At the restaurant was a guy who owned a hotel a little ways from the town on the beach. The hotel has five bungalows around a really awesome pool right on the beach. We decided right there in the restaurant that we would stay there.
Later that afternoon we went and checked out a turtle farm. It was tiny but cool. You can walk around this little pond full of turtles, then go to a cage full of baby alligators, then by another cage full of iguanas. if you want you can go into a little museum type thing that is really a hut full of pickled turtles, fish and sea horses. Also a giant turtle shell. After you can go to the back where there are two little pools full of baby turtles that had hatched that day. They were so little and black.
While we were at the turtle farm we saw a sign that said if you want release a baby turtle into the sea come to the beach at 6. We were definitely doing that! We arrived at the beach at 6:15(late but thats okay because its latin time) bought our ticket for one dollar and then we were handed a turtle, one little black turtle. To release a turtle here you don't reserve a spot, wear gloves, get supervised by a professional, pay a fortune, or even need to show up on time. Well, all of us got our turtles and gave them names; Mimi's was Floppy, Lili's was Myrtle, dad's wasLucy ( as in my cousin Lucy who is probably the happiest person ever to know a real little turtle was named after her) mom's was Byron, and mine was Slow but he really wasn't at all. After getting your turtle you just play with them for a couple of minutes then every one puts there turtle down and they begin for the water. Them racing toward the water is seriously the cutest thing ever. All the little turtles flop down the beach then some get stuck in the footprints in the sand and try to wiggle their way out. then when they are close to the water a wave will come and you'll see all these little black dots flopping in the water while the waves pull them into the giant dark sea.
The rest of the time we spent swimming in the pool and talking with our new friend Mike from Colorado, he owned the little hotel.
Lilia on the black sand beach
Mimi in the hammock in our bungle
A truck full of sugar cane three carts long and on the freeway before it pulled out it was dropping sugar cane everywhere
Mimi waiting for dinner and playing on the beach
nearing the end of their turtle trip down the beach every black dot are the last turtles that day we released 200 newly born turtles
left to right; Slow, Floppy, Byron, Lucy
Lili and her turtle Myrdle
Mom's favorite picture of the patched mountain side on the way to the beach
looking down the black sand beach
Marije and Floppy
at the hotel the cook was selling homade popsicles Marije has a papaya and watermelon one there was also coconut ones
at the pool where we spent most of our time