A wild and luxuriant nature borders Tamarindo, encircling it with turquoise water, beyond the mountains and the primary forest. Giant tamarind trees shelter the multicolored parrots that populate the jungle with their cries, in the forest that is moist with forgotten smells. The seed becomes fruit and the pineapple flower opens, mingling with the scent of jasmine that borders the coasts of Tamarindo. A round of bewitching notes, a vertigo under the sun. Tamarindo is a well-kept secret, a joyful landscape, a wake of happiness, a solar fragrance.