Well, lookyhere. A spot for wifey to partake in her favourite pastime.
Casa Alta is a great house not far from the sights and beaches of Manuel Antonio. However as we were to find out it was slap bang in a dubious neighbourhood of mixed houses that required, of all things, an armed guard sitting outside our locked driveway gate.
Just for precaution, we are told.
Comforting? In a way.
The main thing we wanted, however was for the guard to drug the neighbourhood dogs to sleep. Here, they bark from sunset to sunrise. Non. Stop. Only the sheer fatigue of two nights without sleep, combined with earplugs and the fans turned on high, gets us to sleep on the third night.
(sent wirelessly from my phone)