Getting to Poas was simple. We just went to Alajuela first as a kind of starting base, and then went from there because there are many signs leading to Poas from there. As we drove up into the mountains, things started to get chilly. I always bring my hoodie with me (it’s very dear to me, and I‘m cold blooded), so I was okay. Apparently, it’s cold up there rather often. Catching a glimpse of the volcano is also a rare treat because it’s very foggy up there, and so therefore, the sun doesn’t get through to the land. Google images of Poas Volcano real quick, what comes up? Pictures of a majestic volcano with a crater filled with light aqua colored water? Yeah, that’s probably how it looks when it‘s sunny, but you’ll probably get to see a tree a little ways down, and a bunch of clouds, unless you get lucky and it clears a little, like it did for us.
It was a huge crater from what we saw. We were on the edge of the crater where it drops off big time. You could smell the sulfur. I was thinking, that even though, for instance, I’ve been to Mount St. Helens, I don’t really feel like I’ve been there because I didn’t see the thing for a similar reason (it was winter too, which didn’t help). Luckily though, we got to see the thing. The smell of sulfur in the air isn’t exactly notable per say, but if you focus a little bit on smelling the air, you can definitely smell it.
We stood there straining our eyes for a long time, hoping that the fog might clear. Right as we were about to leave, it started to clear. I had lost a whole half of my Cliff bar earlier on the walk to the volcano, and it was my lunch, so I was about to be pissed if I had lost all that Cliff bar for nothing. I cried by the way. It was sad.
After finally getting to see Poas Volcano, we backtracked and went on another trail that led to a dormant volcano that looked a little bit like a lake. This walk was a goody thirty minutes, and had a steady incline, but it was a fairy tale like walk that reminded me of all of those mythical forests mentioned in fantasy books like Lord of the Rings or The Chronicles of Narnia. I half expected some gnomes or fairies to come out and start singing or something. It was a nice walk with tree arbors at every turn, and at the end there was another dormant volcano, which was cool.
That area is well known for its strawberries and strawberry milkshakes. Me and my parents are practically vegan (occasional chicken and egg eating is the only exception), but we did make note of the fact that there are people essentially stepping out into the street with take out boxes filled with strawberries, and signs everywhere advertising the legendary milkshakes.
We also got some nougat, and three packages of fruit filled empanadas that were okay (with refined sugar, we are on our last supper week currently). Later on, we visited the Auto Mercado, which is supposedly the best supermarket in Costa Rica for us people who have nothing to eat when we exist in foreign countries. Here, we found various sweet items along with some roll like things that we consumed in three days.
Among these sweet delights were mini chocolate chip cookies, oreos, and dark chocolate. The brand for the mini chocolate chip cookies and oreos is called Back to Nature. If you wish for these indulgences as a picky eater in Costa Rica, go easy. Once you get started eating these things, the likelihood that you’ll get addicted to them is very high, so just be very careful. The other worthwhile brand that is healthier than these Back to Nature things, is a brand called Bio-Land. These have been saviors to us.
Either way, every time I sit down to eat a cookie or three, I think, “I will not eat any more than what I have in my hand at this current moment”, and then I down all one or three cookies, and I think “just one more…”, and I get two more. Eventually I quit around the time it’s nine o’clock or so somewhere around four or five cookies, depending on how many I started with. Luckily, this is a rare treat, or I would not be in a good state of being right now.