Welcome to Surfside Outpost: A Jungle Dream for Wild Hearts
At the edge of the earth—where the jungle kisses the ocean and time can’t be bothered to tick too loudly—waits Surfside Outpost. Not a hotel. Not a resort. Definitely not a Zoom-friendly co-working retreat. Surfside Outpost is something much rarer: a soul-soothing, sand-between-your-toes, stars-above-your-head hideaway made for dreamers, adventurers, and barefoot philosophers.
It’s camping, but with swagger. It’s rustic, but she wears a toe-ring. The kind of place where kindred spirits can laugh until the stars come out, nap in the shade, and forget what notifications ever were. If you’ve ever wanted to run away to the wild and bring your favorite people with you—this is the place.
The Outpost
Surfside Outpost is crafted like a love letter to Costa Rica—its walls are honest brick, warm like the sun at noon. The structure breathes with wood from Guanacaste and teak trees, both native, noble, and rich with stories in their grain. These aren’t just materials—they’re the bones of the jungle itself, holding up your dreams for the week (or two… or three).
The floor is a mosaic of wide wood slats, perfectly imperfect, smooth from years of bare feet and salt air. You might find a gecko scampering across them, late for his sunbathing appointment. You’ll hear the floor sigh gently underfoot, the way real wood does—like it’s happy you’re here.
The layout is open and intentional. This is not a place to hide from the world—it’s a place to be in it. To breathe in the green. To hear the monkeys. To dance when the mood strikes. And to nap deeply when rest calls your name.
Sleeps 2 or 10, Comfortably Wild
Surfside Outpost sleeps up to 10 humans of adventure. Whether you’re a big, glorious family of surf rats and sun-kissed kids, or a nomadic tribe of yogis, writers, lovers, or lifelong friends, there’s room here for all your beautiful chaos.
There are beds with sheets that are cool and simple, because it's not about thread count—it’s about soul count. It’s cozy in that “let's tell ghost stories and drink rum” kind of way.
Fans whisper and curtains sway in the breeze. Other than that, nature is welcome to swing by and say hello. This is not glamping. This is fancy camping. If glamping is a high-maintenance influencer in a floppy hat, Surfside Outpost is her cooler cousin who can surf, build a fire, and play the ukulele under a full moon.
No Wi-Fi, No Worries
Let’s get this out of the way—there’s no Wi-Fi here. That’s not an oversight. That’s a feature.
Surfside Outpost invites you to disconnect from the world and reconnect with what matters. Here, conversations last longer than your phone battery. Meals are savored slowly, without a screen between you and the sunset. You’ll trade group texts for jungle hikes. Scrolling for stargazing. TikToks for tide pools.
When you leave, your brain might just hum with clarity. Your shoulders might drop. Your creativity might bloom like a hibiscus at dawn.
The Vibe – Come As You Are, Leave More You
Surfside Outpost is your jungle clubhouse, your tropical tree fort, your barefoot luxury basecamp. It doesn’t try to impress you. It invites you to show up messy, inspired, curious. To spill a little coconut water and not feel bad about it. To be delighted by the small things—like the breeze through the slats, or the hush when a family of macaws glide by.
The kind of place where you make coffee with a choreador, take it outside, and forget to drink it because you’re too busy watching squirrels in the treetops.
Surfside Outpost is Good for Your Soul (and the Planet)
There are places you visit to impress people. And there are places you visit to remember who you are. Surfside Outpost is the second kind.
This is a no-fuss, no-frills, full-heart kind of stay—the water pressure might sigh instead of sing, the fans work harder than the hosts, and your “room service” consists of a coconut falling off a tree. And somehow, despite all of that—or maybe because of it—you’ll leave feeling like your soul went skinny-dipping.
Low Impact, High Vibe
Let’s talk earth-love. Surfside Outpost doesn’t preach eco-consciousness—it lives it. We compost our scraps out back in what we lovingly call “The Iguana Buffet.” And let me tell you, our spiky green friends are regulars. They come for the papaya, stay for the banana peels, and photobomb morning yoga.
The plumbing is basic and honest, like the rest of the place. You’ll find running water, sure—but it might giggle a little on its way out of the faucet. Don’t expect jets and whirlpools. Expect simplicity. Efficiency. Rustic charm and a splash of “this is good enough, now go play outside.”
There’s no air conditioning, and that’s on purpose. The Outpost breathes like the jungle—it’s designed to move with the breeze. Fans and open-air keep things comfortable. You might get sweaty. But you’ll be in it—in the elements, in your body, in the moment. AC is great and all, but have you ever taken a nap with the ocean (and a monkey) outside your window? Now that’s cool.
The Luxury of Letting Go
Modern life comes with cords—literally and figuratively. At Surfside Outpost, we snip those suckers clean. There’s no technology here, and that’s not some ironic hipster twist. It’s a choice. A gift, even. One that gives your overstimulated brain a chance to stretch out like a cat in the sun.
Here, you get to feel things again:
The way coffee tastes when it takes you 7 quiet minutes to make it.
The warmth of floorboards under your bare feet at sunrise.
The thrill of realizing you’ve lost track of the day—and no one cares.
You get to listen. Not to podcasts. Not to email pings. But to the rustling of palm fronds, the snort of a nearby horse, the crash of surf folding into the shore.
Unpolished Beauty = Unfiltered You
Surfside Outpost doesn’t pretend to be something it’s not. It is proudly, gloriously enough. And in doing so, it gently reminds you that you are too.
You don’t have to wear shoes. You don’t have to wear makeup. You don’t have to worry about matching your sarong to your aura. You can be sandy, sweaty, poetic, wild. You can try something new—like cooking over a fire, journaling by moonlight, or saying “yes” to a beach hike at 5:37 AM because you want to, not because your calendar told you to.
The Village Nearby: Where Beach Bums Meet Bistros
While Surfside Outpost is your unplugged jungle sanctuary, it’s far from isolated. Just beyond your hammock lies a world of color, culture, and hibiscus-scented community that invites you in like an old friend with a cold drink.
This is not the middle of nowhere. This is the sweet spot between nowhere and just-enough-somewhere.
Samara – A Little Town with a Big Personality
A stroll 10 minutes up the beach—yes, literally along the beach, toes in the surf, hat on your head—is all it takes to land in Samara. A town with just the right amount of buzz, Samara is where jungle chill meets Tico flair.
Here, surfers and locals sip smoothies next to laptop nomads and wide-eyed travelers who "accidentally" never left. The streets are unique, the smiles are genuine, and the vibe is “Pura Vida with a passport stamp.”
Need a fancy meal? Craving sushi, wood-fired pizza, falafel, or homemade gelato? Samara’s got you.
Need to stock up on coconut water, mangoes, or that one brand of oat milk you thought didn’t exist in Costa Rica? There’s a grocery store with your name on it.
Need a doctor, a pharmacy, or a massage therapist who reads auras? Covered.
Need a boutique dress because you spilled smoothie on your last clean outfit? Oh, darling, you’ll find three.
Samara is the kind of place where everyone's a local in training. Pop into a beach bar for live music and a chiliguaro, stay for the salsa dancing, and head home under a blanket of stars.
Matapalo – A Barrio with Soul
If Samara is your bubbly extroverted friend, Matapalo is your wise cousin who knows how to have a good time without trying too hard. An 8 minute walk south, this sweet little barrio offers a different flavor—slower, more local.
The beach bar here doesn’t need a neon sign. It draws you in with the laughter of families who’ve known each other for generations. It’s the kind of place where a casado tastes like it was made by someone’s abuela (because it probably was).
Matapalo’s mini-super is well-stocked with essentials—beer, bananas, batteries, probably even bug spray. It’s like the Swiss Army knife of tiny markets: reliable, friendly, and within walking distance of your favorite shade tree.
Bahia Restaurant – Sunset’s Favorite Hangout
Close enough to smell the garlic shrimp from the patio, you’ll find Bahia Restaurant. A slice of heaven that offers something no photo can capture: the golden glow that happens when the sun begins its slow descent, and the whole sky melts into mango.
Bahia’s happy hour hits the spot. Tropical drinks, cheerful chatter, and food made with love that’s been simmering for hours. It’s the place you’ll go for Wi-Fi (if you must), but you’ll stay for the fresh-caught fish, the twinkling lights, and that moment when everyone pauses mid-bite to watch the sun kiss the ocean.
The Outpost Effect
You won’t realize it’s happening until the third or fourth day. You’ll catch yourself breathing slower. Laughing easier. Waking up without the urge to check anything. You'll fall in love with the space between distractions. You’ll notice the way sunlight makes the bay glow like it’s alive.
You’ll remember what it feels like to be a part of nature, not apart from it.
And when you head home, you might just take a little of that wild clarity with you. You might start composting. Or deleting apps. Or smiling at trees again.
Surfside Outpost is good for your soul because it strips away everything that doesn’t matter and hands you back everything that does. It’s good for the planet because it honors it—not with flash or fanfare, but with gentle footprints and grateful hearts.
