We breezed through customs and immigration, but our first impression of Costa Rica wasn't a very good one. As soon as we stepped outside the doors, we were mobbed by taxi drivers wanting to take us. Our heads were spinning and we were very annoyed. We hoped it wouldn't be a sign of things to come. We finally got a good guy that breezed us to the bus stop we needed to get to catch our bus to Monteverde.
After 4 hours of driving, we come to a stop and we grab our things and begin the walk they tell us is only about 3km away. Three km later we make it the bridge. There is a 50 ft gap from the end of the bridge to the other side of the road. It was all pretty exciting. So we jokingly wonder how we're going to get across and then realize that there is a 3ft strip on the left side that people are crossing. Nice! We think, this won't be bad at all! Once we make it across we start looking for the bus. We start walking thinking it'll be just around the corner. And then around the next corner...and the next... About 7 hot, sweaty, bag-laden km later we finally come to a rest area where our bus is to meet us. It was like the Bataan death march! But we made it and were no worse for the wear.
We wake up and it's dark outside and our cell phones don't work so we have no idea what time it is. We figure it's 2 or 3am because we were exhausted and figured we slept right through dinner. Turns out it was only 7pm. I need to buy a watch...
We go eat some authentic Costa Rican hamburgers and french fries, wander about town a bit more than decide to turn in early and try to plan the rest of our trip.

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