Surf's Up... (or down in our case)

After posting last night we decided to walk next door to the licorera (liquor store if you couldn't guess) and gout ourselves a bottle of Guaro, which is the liquor of Costa Rica. It is very cheap and smells like rubbing alcohol, but when mixed with some Fresca, it becomes delicious. We went upstairs and joined the rest of our hostel-mates on the roof for some games of Presidents and Assholes and Kings Cup. They were playing without the essential component of a communal container to contribute to when you draw a king, so I quickly solved that problem and procured a bucket from the kitchen. Fortunately (or not... depending on your tastes) none of us drew the last king to drink the mixture of Imperial, Guaro and Fresca. After the games I looked off the roof balcony to see a rather tall looking prostitute in a red dress on the corner. She also looked like she had an adams apple... never a good sign. When she talked to try to suck our souls her voice was deeper than mine. Guess that's what you get for traveling to the town the guidebooks call a surfing, partying town known for it's blatant prostitution.

This morning we were awoken at 6am by a bird repeatedly flying into the window. I guess he didn't figure out that he wasn't going to get anywhere the first few times because it continuted for about 10 miuntes. Luckily he either died or flew away because we were able to fall back asleep until 9:30. When we got up this time, we all went running, followed by some Pedestal on the beach. Next we finally got economical and went to the grocery store and got some supplies to make ourselves lunch (egg sandwiches, watermelon and tang - mmmm).

After working out and getting some food in our stomachs it was finally time to try our luck at surfing. We borrowed a board from the hostel and headed out to the beach to find the waves. After many repeated unsuccessful attempts we called it a day. We were all able to catch a wave, but actually getting up on our feet on the surfboard is pretty challenging. We've got the whole rest of the month to figure it out though, so I'm sure we'll be successful some day in the near future. We then decided to take a walk along the beach. This turned in to a 2 hour walk to the end, where we climbed on some rocks. We ended the day by watching the sun set on the beach. How romantic...! We chose to do this over an offer from our Hungarian hostel owner. Earlier in the day he asked us if we wanted to go smoke joints with him on the mountain and watch the sun set over the ocean. We kindly declined, but I'm sure it would have been quite the experience.

Dinner consisted of grilling hot dogs on the roof of the hostel while drinking some Imperials. Pretty awesome. We also heard Lady Gaga on the radio, sandwiched between some Spanish club music. Random, but sweet. We just returned from the store where we bought ourselves another bottle of Guaro for the night. On the way there we were offered weed at least 3 times (no prostitutes this time)....

Well, we're off to see what the night will bring us. We met some guys from Chicago and a surfer from Duluth that arrived here today. They seem like a bunch of bros, but we'll probably end up going out with them tonight. We found out that last night, one of them kissed that tranny I talked about earlier... hmmm

That's all for now

-rivers