Our plan for the next four nights was to meet
my family in Samara. My sister Amy, her husband,
Andreas and their kids, Max and Nicholas
flew from New York. My mother flew from
Philadelphia with my brother, John and his wife,
Caitlin, and their kids, Jay, Ailey and Cole.


We drove from La Ensenada, on the Gulf of
Nicoya out to Samara. We stopped in the town of
Nicoya to have lunch (delicious pizza) and stock
up on things from the grocery store since our
accomodations in Samara included a kitchen.
The beach in Samara was wonderful. It had a shady
place to sit (above), gentle surf, clean water and it wasn't
very crowded.





It's a popular place to learn how to surf.




AH...Don't you wish you were there right now?



We stayed at a lovely place called Villa Kalimbas.
It was very small and quiet and just footsteps
from the beach. We had a small pool in the
courtyard where we spent time when we needed
to get out of the hot, hot sun on the beach.



On Christmas Eve a truck from a German Bakery
happened to be in the driveway of our hotel as we
came back from a walk. Each of the grandchildren,
above, picked something yummy! We bought
some cakes for Christmas dinner (which turned out
to be pizza).