To the east towered hills so thick with rain forest I was sure dinosaurs were lurking inside. To the west, warm turquoise waves peeled and feathered like a snippet from “Endless Summer.”
It was the first day of our monthlong bungalow stay in Punta Banco, Costa Rica (population: maybe 200). And after a bumpy nine-hour bus ride from San Jose, before I even unpacked my bags, I grabbed my board and surfed happily through the waning daylight hours, singing the praises of the Latin surf gods.
All was perfect, at least until the next day…Â Details
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