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I’m a sucker for private transport in a country. I’d much rather deal mano a mano with a local driver as he proudly shows me what is important in his world. We can have a customized conversation in a car, as opposed to a crackling microphone that interrupts my little snooze in the back of the bus. Ah, but then there was Arthur, the gentleman who drove us three hours from Tortuguero to Arenal. Ro…