We had heard of a sandy beach, Papagayo, not far from our hotel so we set off to look for it. Before long George had to give up, but I carried on and found an almost empty beach with lovely golden sands.
Our last full day and whilst George lazed at the hotel, I spent the morning walking past the Marina and Playa Dorada as far as Puerto Playa Blanca (the port). After lunch, which was as usual delicious, I managed to persuade George, as the pathway is flat, to have a walk to the Marina Rubicón. He enjoyed it, especially as we were able to find a small exhibition well off the beaten track.