At night it starts to rain and unfortunately doesn’t stop the next morning. So after a delicious breakfast we disappear in our hotel room, a bit frustrated but still full of hope, that it will stop soon. When the rain becomes less at noon we fetch money at first and drive to Quepos for refuelling. The holes on roadside can not fool me a second time but the gas station...
It is incredible. After refuelling I drive up to the road, check if the attendant had closed my gas cap, get in my car again, hear the peep behind us and at the same moment when I move off a van crashes backward in our car. Sh***!!!
Because of the incident the previous day we’ve got at least the card of the next station of our car rental. This time, they are more than half an hour in coming indeed, but then they regulate everything entirely unbureaucratically by accepting a wad of notes of the other party of the accident and replacing the broken taillight. Nothing else matters.
Because of the accident we arrive at the national park not until 1:30 p.m. Meanwhile, it doesn’t rain anymore so that a number of others also go into the park, now. Without any problems we receive a car park with an attendant and due to two boats we enter the course of a stream between the parking place and the entry to the park dry-shod. Of course, the sailors expect a gratuity for the service. But don’t get confused by the bills in the two tip-boxes. Since then you pay at least two Euros, which then is exaggerated, however. A few coins do it equally and if you don’t see them, it is because they are removed immediately.
On weekdays there are maximal 600 and on the weekend maximal 800 visitors allowed to enter the national park Manuel Antonio. This is still a lot, when one considers that it encloses an area of only 683 hectares ashore (this is adequate to a quadrate with about 2.6 km page length).
Thus the animals a bit can recover from the onslaught of visitors on weekends, on Mondays the national park is closed - even to collect, the much of garbage.
