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... br> We tried every restaurant while Sam was gone. There were several specialty restaurants for dinner, including El Patio (Mexican), Himitsu (Asian), Oceana (seafood), and Portofino (Italian). We knew Sam would be less interested in Oceana so we wanted to get our seafood meal in while he was gone. It proved to be our least favorite. Sam Jackson adventurously ordered escargots as his appetizer and salmon and shrimp Wellington as a main course. I ordered Boston shrimp salad for ...
... we had rented for a couple of weeks. David, Sue, and the twins arrived at the villa about hour after we did. Casa Paquita was a luxurious home located in the community of Playa Langosta on the outskirts of Tamarindo. Its classic Spanish-Mediterranean architecture was unmistakable with a central courtyard fountain, romantic balconies, and a large covered terrace. It had five bedrooms, a spiral staircase with built-in waterfall that spanned three levels, a gourmet kitchen, ...
... than "Laura?" and half of a yes." This is how I met my mama Tica Isabel and her dog Toby.
In order to keep this somewhat entertaining and not too long, I am going to break down my time in Tamarindo by section rather than follow a time line! So having introduced Isabel, most often referred to as mama Tica, I figured I can start with my homestay! I lived in a house in Villarreal with one other student, Gjira. We had our ...
... head for the Nicaraguan border. The journey started with a shared taxi about 5km to a nearby town to catch the bus to the boarder, it seemed a bit dodgy to be dropped almost in the middle of nowhere, but we were relaxed to see a few other gringos also waiting there. The long distance bus was not quite a chicken bus, but not far from it. At the halfway stop disaster almost struck. I threw a box from my pocket into the bin, unknown to me the humidity and ...
... I felt Maya sigh as she drank deeply from the cool river. Once the horses
were finished drinking we rode a short distance more and arrived back at
Siempre Verde. I took off Maya’s saddle and hosed her down, I held on to
Oscar’s horse while he washed him, surprisingly the gelding was not interested
in being hosed off despite being hot and sweaty. The ride was three hours in total, my
legs and butt hurt, but my ...