Where High Gets Low.
Hey Folks:
The latest edition of Lonely Planet’s guide to Costa Rica is out and it’s got several chapters by yours truly. So, if you want to know where to find the best effing cinnamon rolls in San José or are looking for the spiciest Caribbean chicken in Tortuguero or simply want to know where to take a hike in the Central Valley, then this is the book for you.
As always, I’ve got an extra copy to give away. Leave a comment below and this little baby could be yours.
xox,
C.
This spitting camelid could be yours. All yours.
If you were into those posts I did about surreal sights in Lima and scrumptious Peruvian cooking, all of that hard-earned research (and much, much more) is now available in guidebook form from Lonely Planet. (I helped co-author this puppy, so please buuuuy it!) I do have one extra copy on-hand, however, for a single lucky ceviche-muncher. Leave a comment below and all my Lima fine-dining secrets could be yours gratis.
Thanks for reading!
C.
In Tortuguero, on the country’s northeast coast – a network of lowland, rainforest canals (no roads) – with our 10-year-old boat captain, Toñito. I spent all day being hauled around by this incredible kid, who learned how to pilot a boat when he was four.
I’m on an industrial-strength deadline for a Lonely Planet guidebook right now – and am in the process of reliving my November trip to Costa Rica, where transport is always entertaining. I’ve put together a short video diary of a few memorable episodes. Sadly, I did not get any film of the one-armed taxi driver who took me – full speed – on a winding mountain road while talking on his cell phone and driving stick.
Catching a ride on the back of an ATV with Jason, on our way to the Green Gold lodge in Parismina, on the Atlantic Coast.
Making our way to Bajos del Toro in the Central Valley, with a little Janis cranking on the radio.