Manzanillo

So we did eventually tear ourselves away from Cahuita to head even farther south to this small town called Manzanillo...it had an "end of the world" feeling, as the road ends in the forest just beyond this town and doesn´t pick back up until Panama. We did arrive on a Sunday, which seemed to be the popular time to be there, as many families were BBQing and swimming in the ocean. We found a hostel right on the border of the forest, and were able to see sloths and monkeys right from our balcony.
Manzanillo sure cleared out mid week though, and we soon felt as though we were the only tourists around for miles (a great feeling by the way and hard to do in costa rica)...