Apparently the lake was too wavy for comfort for those in the know, but as an oblivious land lubber I thought it was a nice float.
The roads were narrow and twisty. The scenery was lush and green. As we drove up into the mountains a cold breeze necessitated closing the windows. After a short time we reached Santa Elena.
We checked in at the hostel which is cute, comfortable, and quiet but social, and wandered around town for a bit before heading out to a coffee/chocolate/sugar tour.
I am too tired to say much beyond words of general appreciation for Santa Elena. It is very touristy but in a less relentless way than La Fortuna. Also the cool breezes are a nice change of pace.
Tomorrow we wake early to visit the cloud forest. For some reason early rising is becoming a bit of a habit.
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