After fairly easy ride to the border we passed usual line of trucks and arrived at the usual group of helpers, we have come to the conclusion that these guys are the easiest way to get you through. You pick one ( the cocky young guy usually has the best relationship with the ladies who have to stamp the documents) the others then bugger off and you have to trust him to get you through. It's going to cost you an extra 10 dollars but it's worth it.

After about an hour and about 20 dollars we exited Nicaragua and headed for the Costa Rica border.

Nicaragua was my favourite so far, the people are more friendly, the place is a bit more prosperous, the roads are in a better shape, the drivers are less aggressive and the whole pace seems more relaxed.

Getting into Costa Rica took about two hours, no hassle just lots of form filling and moving from office to office, we are getting better at it, no helpers this time but a friendly lady explained everything.
Not once in Central America have I felt the need for a bribe, I think we have paid an extra few dollars a few times when we could have argued but it's only a few dollars, we have more than they do and it gets you though and it's always done with a smile.

As usual afternoon rain caught us on the way into Samara and we arrived as it was getting dark, initial reaction were that it was a bit of a hole with some hostels ( for young or skint people ) and some dodgy looking hotels, after riding around in the rain got some directions from a Canadian chick who directed us to the best hotel in town.
The Tree House Hotel was V nice overlooking the beach and after a nice meal went to sleep listening to hammering rain competing with the crashing surf on the beach, how lucky are we.