Showing posts with label surfing. Show all posts
Showing posts with label surfing. Show all posts

2.01.2012

nomadic pal num. 2 : amanda webber

OK, so, last year I had the somewhat simple + fun idea of featuring friends who'd taken pretty rad trips, in a series entitled Nomadic Pals. I kind of dropped the ball after nomadic pal num. 1 (Aussie Stuey, who recorded his amazing journey to the Andaman Islands), but am happy to announce that Nomadic Pals is being re-introduced to this bloggity blog of mine, as of today. I'll have a brand new Nomadic Pal entry for you guys every week. Here is my BFF - as they call those dearest to us - Amanda Webber (of Hood Rat Stuff ) giving us a sneak peek at her trip down to the tropical haven of Costa Rica. 

Bon voyage!

OLB.




QUICKLY
  
I AM: Amanda, 23. HOME: Raised in Hobe Sound, FL
I'M CURRENTLY: Nearing completion of my bachelor's degree in Journalism with a minor in Philosophy
I DIG: Going to live shows, cooking, sailing, sharing a bottle of wine with friends
DESTINATION: Costa Rica (the Pacific side) Playa Hermosa, a rather Americanized area of the country. Many transplants live there and American surfers travel there to take advantage of the waves, so almost everywhere you go someone speaks English. The downside of that is the prices are almost equivalent to what you'd pay for things in America. Jaco, the neighboring town is a bit of a tourist trap, but it's where you'll end up if you're looking for any semblance of a nightlife (although it's not necessarily the safest place so don't venture there alone).
WHAT: 
adventure and relaxation
WHY: 
escape
WHEN: 
July 2009
WEATHER: 
hot and humid
TRIP TUNES: Mostly relaxed reggae/island music
TRIP THREADS:
SUNSCREEN. You're only 10 degrees from the equator, so even in the shade you're likely to fry. Actual clothes were basically obsolete. The majority of the time was spent in swimsuits; we threw on lightweight tanks and shorts or dresses when going into town.
CAN'T FORGET EVEN IF I TRIED: 
Taking a spill off my surfboard and thinking, I just may die in Costa Rica.
NEXT STOP: 
I'd like to make a trip from Kathmandu to the Taj Mahal.


BEST

RELAXATION SPOT: Underneath a canopy of palm fronds on the beach, with a mango smoothie in hand. 
MEAL: Sushi Tsunami in Jaco has about the freshest sushi you will find, almost anywhere. 
DRINK: Backyard, a restaurant and bar just a short walk along the beach from our hotel had a ladies night, and everyone in town was there.
ADVENTURE:
A horseback riding tour through the mountains. Along the way you're likely to witness some breathtaking views and also see a lot of incredible wildlife, from macaws to monkeys. The tour concluded with a jaunt on the beach. If you like horses, it's an experience I fully recommend.
SLEEP/LACK OF SLEEP:
For the first part of our trip we stayed in a hotel called Fuego del Sol, a comfortable and clean hotel with a pool. The room also included a delicious typical Costa Rican-style breakfast of eggs and beans with toast. The rest of our trip was spent nearby at Las Arenas. Rooms there included kitchens and televisions. Most visitors here were staying for extended periods of time.

First stop after landing, picking up local fruits from a roadside vendor
 
 Locals
 Double-overhead(+) waves that few souls dared to brave
 A panga boat on shore
 Imperial, the beer of Costa Rica and the beverage of choice for the duration of the trip. The beer bottles in Costa Rica are re-used, not recycled. I give kudos to Costa Rica for being so environmentally friendly, but stuck with cans after I discovered this.
We paid some locals a small fee for a horseback ride through the mountains onto the beach.
 The view overlooking the coast once we reached the top of the mountain on our horseback ride.
 An idyllic sunset spent watching surfers catch the last waves of the day, joined by friends we ran into from home.
 Rocks along the shore
 We hitch-hiked up a mountain, trekked through the jungle, climbed a waterfall barefoot and covered ourselves in clay from the stream then descended back down to wash ourselves clean.

1.31.2012

nomadic pal num. 1 : stuey collins

Introducing Nomadic Pal num. 1 - Stuey Collins - a Melbourne-hailing friend of mine with an unquenchable thirst for the exotic.


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YOU: stuey collins/age 28/ pisces HOME: australia
I'M CURRENTLY:
studying geography, saving for next trip
I DIG:
surfing, photography, adventure
DESTINATION:
Andaman Islands (Indian Ocean)
WHAT: culture/surf/explore
WHY: because not many people do...
WHEN: all of feb
WEATHER: very hot/tropical
CAN'T FORGET EVEN IF I TRIED: the simple but happy lives of the people/a perfect wave with just one other friend
NEXT STOP: an island in Indonesia

BEST
 
RELAXATION SPOT: lagoon (pictured)
MEAL: any traditional Indian curry
DRINK: andaman islands rum...$3 a bottle
ADVENTURE: trek to waterfalls
SLEEP/LACK OF SLEEP: 3 nights in the jungle in hammocks getting eaten alive by sand flies.... but waves were perfect


this was taken on a really still/overcast morning. a friend told me that this picture was really peaceful.

i saw this guy from a fair distance away and i ran to get my camera. i had a feeling he would make an interesting subject but he really blew me away. we didn't understand each other at all, and when i showed him the shot, he just smiled- for all i know this is probably the first colour photograph he has ever seen of himself. my favourite shot of the trip.

lucy and sally asleep on our front door with not a worry in the world, and definitely a world away from a job!

cricket. i think this is the biggest thing australians and indians have in common - the love of this game. we were driving through the hills and i pulled over and had a bowl...he hit me for 6

chilling with some of the local goats

local transport

i love how empty the landscapes are on these islands. that is how beaches should be.

simple, beautiful lives
cheap accomodation