Costa Rica 3~31~11

Thursday morning we drove the neighboring town of Tamarindo. This is the touristy section of the region. The beach was a lot busier. I enjoyed being around all the people but was still glad we chose a secluded place to spend most of our time while in Costa Rica.



Then it was back to the Paradisus. Lunch. Nap. Pool. See a pattern for our afternoons? Later in the afternoon, just before sunset, we experienced the crown jewel of our trip. Since the beach is public property, several local merchants set up camp right outside the gate of the resort everyday. One of these was Angel Hands Massage. We thought it would be a perfect honeymoon treat to get massages on the beach at sunset. With a price tag of $35 for an hour long massage, it was the best money we spent on the trip. The only English the lady knew was "the pressure, it ok?" Si senorita, es perfecto! I was laying on my stomach and thought she would just work around my swimsuit top. Nope, next thing I know she's pulling it off. After about 1 minute with her "angel hands", I had no worries in the world and didn't care if I was laying half naked on the beach getting a massage. They did make sure the important parts were covered! I can still hear the waves crashing while we were laying there. The hour was up just as the sun was setting. It was another "room service in our robes" kind of dinner night.