I’m Charles Robinson, 57. I booked a Downtown Jaco Beach Airbnb Apartment and let the town talk me into rest.

Four picks: Birdwatching on beach, Isla Damas Mangrove Tour, Mono Verde Restaurant, and a short spin through a casino because vacation. People were generous with directions and patience.

Playa Hermosa’s surfers, Herradura’s boats, and a quiet hour at Esterillos rounded it out. Getting around was simple, inexpensive, and felt safe.

A tide tip turned into an hour-long walk that felt like a moving meditation.

Nights glowed without shouting—music, friendly faces, and a comfortable walk home.

Jaco slowed me down in a way I could actually keep. That’s rare. I’m grateful.