The last two posts have brought us up, over, and down. In one shocking day we went from the arctic north to the tropical center, to arrive in San José, Costa Rica.
We tried a different hotel this year, the Hotel Aranjuez.
The hotel is made of a group of old homes that have been joined together.
There is art throughout the buildings.
Some is typically representational.
Some, not so much.
In a warm climate like Costa Rica’s, interior and exterior spaces are not as sharply delineated as in the north.
In back of the houses, the back yards have been connected, making a green oasis away from the city noise and bustle.
During a pre-breakfast walk, a few blocks away, there was some art imbedded in a sidewalk.
The Aranjuez offers the best breakfast we have ever had in any hotel we have ever stayed at, anywhere. Read this menu, and see if you agree…
At the Aranjuez we met up with a couple of old friends and family member, with whom we would travel. After breakfast we got in the car and headed out of town towards our destination in the southern zone. In addition to old buildings, the city has new construction, too. Some of the buildings here are really weird.
But that’s another story.
We had two hundred and fifty kilometers, half a country, ahead of us.
The next post covers that journey.