Smooth entry to Costa Rica with our white faces and our red passports...we just walk through the border, get our stamps smile gently to the policemen. Like in Panama, hitchhiking comes easy...we just wait a few minutes before a car takes us to Neilly, the first town. There, a strong rain starts and we find refuge in a restaurant where the person in charge kindly invite us for a salad. It looks like a deluge outside, so much rain...and no one to collect this water. When it stops we recycle a pizza, some bread and we head towards our destiny. We get quickly to Golfito, a small city situated on the pacific coast. The night has come and we decide to stay there with the firemen who receive us with big smiles and offer us a room with bathroom...a 4 stars room that launched a wave of happiness in the group! They even offered us a shirt for everyone with the shield of the firemen of Costa Rica! Golfito is a charming town surrounded by nature, all constructions are in wood and the atmosphere is quiet...We recycle some food and wander around for two days.