Fuerza Publica - Policia

After a fairly sound sleep in my semi-wet tent (or Spence's tent rather), got up bright and early for no apparent reason and took the bus into Quepos, because it is cheaper than Manuel Antonio. THe bus ride is 7km, but only costs 105 colones (25 cents). I found a soda and had a decent breakfast for a few bucks then wandered around Quepos. Instead of doing an ocean kayak, I ended up booking an ATV tour through the rainforest for a pretty penny, but being my first really touristy splurge, i didn't mind. The bus picked me up along with a father and son from Alaska, and two guys from Toronto. We drove through a forest of palm trees along a straight, yet bumpy road until we reached the ATV base...civilization miles away. A quick ATV 101 and we were on our way. Of course as soon as we started up the ATV's it started to pour rain, but more fun that way I suppose, driving through large puddles. One of the rivers was even flooded to knee level but we still drove through it. It was pretty cool being in the middle of absolutely nothing, but didn't see much wildlife either because it was raining, or more likely because we were on loud ATV's. We did see a large group of tiny white-faced monkeys and they supplied some good entertainment.
Two and a half hours afterwards, we returned back to base looking as though we had all gone for a fully clothed swim in a muddy river. It was a quite a lot of fun, but perhaps a little bit too pricey. THe lot of us then headed out of the forest and down the highway to a nice littel restaraunt where we had a typical Tico dinner. It was at this point I realized I didn't have my camera any more, so there won't be any photos until I get another camera.
I went back to the base to look for it, but no where to be seen and then just went to bed. Early the next day returned to Quepos to continue the investigation with little luck. I spent the morning with the Police and the OIJ (Costa Rican investigators) filing a report on my loss. There was only a small group of us (10 people max.), and including us on the tour and the workers, so I figure one of them snatched it. A super bummer deal but won't let it ruin my trip. Shit happens...
After that incident, I met up with the Mexicans again and hopped on the bus to head back North. They were on their way to Puntarenas but instead I got off in Jaco for another night...this time in a hostel. Shared a room with a dude from California (Reid) and an english chap from Cornwall (Scott). Nathon's hostel it was called, and definately the best place in town with A/C, cable TV, lockers, 24hr food etc...all for 8 bucks a night.
Today I surfed for the morning until the tide got too low and then just chilled before I'm on my way to Puntarenas with Reid where we'll most likely spend the night and then head to Monteverde the following day to check out the most spectacular place in Costa Rica (according to many). At the hostel met a couple guys from Marilyn and a girl from Nanaimo.
Other than chilling with these rad people, i've just been playing the waiting game for the bus, and will go continue doing that right now.
Later ya'll...

Photo: ...oh ya...no camera yet...grrr