That's the dilemma we ran into when we were drinking on the roof and ran out of Guaro after 10pm when the Licorera was closed for the night...
Good news, I survived that night from Luke's last post. But it made for a rough morning, and even worse when I decided to run with Chris down the coast to Playa Hermosa (means lovely beach in English). We thought it was about three miles, but it turned out to be about 4. So after almost dying on the run we returned to find that we both had blisters on our backs. Luke went for a little beach run and his blisters were as bad as mine. We think it is from the combination of copious amounts of sweat and sun.
Random sidenote. One thing we neglected to mention from two nights ago was our bum friend that we met on the street. He tried to get us to go to some pizza shack, but we decided it was too expensive, so he ended up just walking with us. He didn't do a damn thing, but when we got home he expected some money from us. We should have told him to get lost, but instead we pulled out a handful of colones for him. To which he responded, "I can't even buy candy with this." wtf, ingrateful bastard. We also found another prostitute we thought was a dude, but when she gave us to opportunity to feel her stuff we made like trees and got the fuck out. Then we saw him the next day wearing the same thing, and several times since. Earlier Wednesday night, we met some tools from Chicago. We watched one of them snort blow off his credit card. Chris hid their rum punch so we could finish it off last night.
Yesterday we took a cab back to Playa Hermosa. Luke just found a flyer for the World Surfing Games that were held there a couple years ago. Think we would find much success surfing here? Chris and Luke tried it again while I played in the sand. It is amazing how well I can entertain myslef by doing essentially nothing. They both diagnosed me with autism, I think it is more ADD. 
We cooked a ton, literally, of spaghetti for dinner and then set off on a mission to call Leo. Who would have known payphones would be so difficult. They are on every block, but we couldn't use our change. We went to about six different phones before going into Mas X Menos (owned by Wal Mart) to find a phone card. unsuccessful. so we went outside to get some ice cream and re-group. Went back in, I guess you just ask the cashier, fyi, if you ever need a phone card in Central America. We ran into the St. Olaf group, who we partied with later in the evening.
The power just went out for about 15 minutes at this spot in the post. You just never know what to expect here. After going on another morning run, and getting some more blisters, we walked the strip looking for deals. We all bought some cute ankle braclets and Luke got some board shorts. He almost looks as cool as Chris and I do. We listened to "She Wolf" in Spanish in the store as he made the purchase. We went to the store and bought some Ramen, yummm. Six slices of generic cheese was $12! wow. we obviously didn't buy it. I showered for the first time in four days this afternoon. Felt pretty good. We just played with the owner's puppy! He told us he doesn't need to feed it because it just wanders around the city and begs for food. We probably have fleas now.
I just gave Chris more money. I feel like his dad giving him allowance each week. We paid $38 each for the three nights here. I think that's pretty good considering that's less than you pay for a shitty hotel in the U.S. This place was pretty dank.
We are waiting for Leo to show up any minute to take us down to Manuel Antonio for a couple nights. It is a national park, and it is supposed to be absolutely gorgeous.
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