Thursday, December 13, 2007
Day 13: The Trip Home
I noted that in every part of this trip, as in all of my travels through Costa Rica, I was continually amazed at the charm and genuine hospitality of Ticos. As a female traveling solo, I have never felt safer in another country. I knew that if my car broke down or I suddenly found myself lost, a complete stranger would lend a helping hand, and do so with a smile.
Driving past large swathes of open plains, I spotted a couple of sabaneros rounding up their cattle. I pulled over to snap a few photographs of the Costa Rican cowboys in action. I walked closer to the approaching herd, trying to get that perfect shot, when a couple of ill-tempered bulls veered away from the pack. Lowering my camera, I could have sworn I saw a glint in their eyes as they ran in my general direction.
Heart racing, I laughed out loud as the sabaneros disappeared with their cattle in a cloud of dust. I wondered what they thought, if anything, of this crazy Gringa and her oversized camera. Most likely nothing.
Not much seemed to faze the Guanacaste cowboy – not tourists, condos or surf shops. I drove away hoping that, at least, would never change.
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hospitality is really one the things that attracts more tourists. i love the pictures you've taken. i remember my visit at farms of the philippines. they also have cows, horses and goats roaming around, and i also enjoyed the hospitality they gave me.
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