Travelling between Tamarindo and Santa Teresa turned out to be much more complicated then I thought, it seemed so close on the map. So I booked a shuttle which went through all kinds of bad roads and over a few rivers. I had been talking with Carl, a fellow Globetrotter from Norway who was currently living in Santa Teresa, he had offered me to stay at his place just outside of town. I show up in Santa Teresa after a long day of bumpy roads and I don’t really know how I can find his house. I spend about 2 or 3 hours in the smoking heat without internet trying to find him but in the end give up and decided to stay at a hostel closer to the town center. The hassle of taking a bus couple of times a day would not be worth it. Rather me and Carl plan to meet up Monday morning for a surf session.
I loved the layout of Santa Teresa, it was a true surf town, scattered along the beach. I enjoyed four really good days there, I spent the weekend relaxing and trying to surf as much as I could… keyword here being “trying”.
On Monday sadly Carl had a job that popped up so we didn’t managed to meet up even ones while I was there. He was such a great help, willing to answer all of my questions. For the afternoon I show up to a class at Santa Teresa BJJ. They had a nice group, around 10 people, the instructor being a really good purple belt. We do really cool techniques which he explains really specifically, I’m guessing, it was all in Spanish. I just did my best and mimicked all the movements he did, which worked out quite well. In the end of the class we rolled and I got some decent rolls, especially on the second day where I was able to really push myself and get some good personal training.
Overall Santa Teresa was one of my favorite places so far but it was not really eventful. It was the most basic Pura Vida lifestyle you can find. Surf and BJJ.