Yes sir, Quepos/MA hooked me the first time I was there, but unfortunately for me, it was the last beach town I visited 15 years ago when I was looking for my favorite beach. About 2 years dicking around. First, I started on the Atlantic, two trips, not for me, both with a chica I met. Oh, the pain. Then to most of the beach towns in northern Guanacaste, 4 or 5 trips, including Flamingo, Coco, Conchal, Tamarindo in no certain order and others I can't remember now, all with a chica--oh, the pain although some not so bad; then next trip Samara and Nosara; then next trip Tambor and Montezuma/Cabo Blanco area one trip each con chicas, same; Punta Leona's Sugar Beach resort one trip, good chica; next time skipped Jaco with luck--wasn't the playground then it is today and I'd heard the beach was shit. Anyway went dicking around Playa Bandera and the rest of the Esterillos near Parrita with a newbie chica, horrible; then for some reason next trip skipped Quepos and went further south to Dominical, pot head chica; then further south to Marino Ballena National Park beach area one trip, chica had family near by so it was a mixed bag; realized next stop south was Drake Bay and too remote and hard to get to (shit roads then--now smooth sailing) but still not going to be realistic ever. So next trip I back tracked north intending on staying at Playa Matapalo (the one by Quepos, there's 2 Matapalo's). Stayed for only one day--incredible, magnificent, wild, great beach but like 3 really shit hotels on a 15-20 mile stretch, so I boogied north over to Quepos/MA north 25 minutes away and haven't been to another beach town since, although I used to go back to Matapalo for 1000% solitude more then occasionally.
Matapalo is the wildest, longest, most desolate beach I've ever been to and that includes the aforementioned protected Marino Ballena National Park beach, which was as long or longer, and desolate, but not the rip roaring wild surf and something else I can't put in words that adds to its bravo.
If you go to Quepos and have a car, go for a couple hours. A little tricky to find the exit off of Rt 34, very small sign, but you'll find it and then you'll figure out how to get to the shore a few miles away. You can park safely under the palms at the beach, or there is one 'hotel' toward the north of where you'll first see the shore. Give the owner a buck and park in his lot.
Unforgettable beach, head south by foot and you won't see any sign of humanity after a short distance. You could walk a whole day and a whole day back if you want and see no signs of human doings other then maybe a few cows grazing in the growth under the palms, so bring refreshments.
Anyway, I got addicted to MA, and Quepos, which is surprising because Quepos by itself/alone without MA is nothing to write home about, but something about it grabs me as much as MA. In fact, I spend an equal amount of time in each. AND THERE IS A HOSPITAL THERE! Young guys don't think about that. Only two on the pacific, Quepos and Liberia, the rest of the places hopefully they can get you to the local clinic in time and stabilize you for the long bambulance ride to either. I don't like those odds.
I met my local at the bank with her mom, got lucky with my shitty spanish, been friends ever since. No clue what happens where she lives 15 klicks east when I'm not there, don't really care. When I'm there, I'm the man, when admittedly I am Santa Claus for her and the family. Tipico absentee gringo-tica relationship I think. Fine, fine girl and a stunner with some english and a joyous personality. Works for me.
Quepos/MA: Unfortunately, the crack thing the last 3-4 years is draining alot of pleasure and inserting necessary paranoia, including for the Quepoians which includes the municipality of Aguirre which goes for miles and miles in three directions, Quepos being the business base, bus station/banks/hospital/bill pay/half ass normalcy. They are of course very poor people with very limited opportunities, the best for most is a shit hotel or related job, or in the nearby palm nut harvesting biz, or shit pay laborer or fishing boat (pleasure or commercial) job, so they are ripe for the crack attack.
Amazed more of the local chicas haven't crossed the line, but 95% of the p4p there girls are from elsewhere. A bunch of side playing semi's but takes time and local contacts. It's a bedroom community even with the outlying little pueblos and they love spreading the word that Juanita is now a puta. If gossip were an Olympic sport, Quepos would win a gold. Tough for a gringo to hook up with a local, word spreads like wildfire. Puta, puta, puta, man how they love that word.
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