Hotel Mango Mar
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- Swimming pool
- Free High-Speed Internet
- Free parking
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... water was very calm, the scenery surrounding the beach was just beautiful and I thoroughly enjoyed hanging out in the water. The sand was soft and the water temperature was perfect! I spent a good hour just chilling in the water, swimming, lying on my back and just enjoying the peaceful surroundings.
We noticed a storm was coming towards us and Derek wanted to check out Playa Blanca so we quickly made our way over there. I had an open mind about my ...
... On my walk back, I walked past a dog playing with a coconut like it was a ball that looked like a baby Rocko. I took a different route to see if I could find anything of interest. After a few wrong turns, I was impressed with myself because I found my way back. After this walk, again I needed to cool down in my room. I made it home just before a thunderstorm. After it passed I walked down to the beach and watched the sky. Walking out of the ...
... about you as you are interested in knowing about their life.
Then, we had met up with everyone trying to find this "pizza place" that is supposed to be throwing a beer pong party challenge. Well, when we got there - there was definitely no beer pong party. So, Finnish guys (aka Bernard and Niklas), Brooke, Alana, Hugo, and I made our way to the Daiquiri bar across the street and hung around there till 10 pm waiting for the "beach bonfire ...
... but it has 28 national parks, 8 bio reserve parks, 1% mangrove swamps and 30 % of the total land area is protected.
At a bend in the river, the driver of the boat Jose, got out and got close to Hugo Chavez. Two more crocodiles were just two feet away from our boat. From our boat, the crocodiles were just two feet below us.
"Would they be able to jump inside our boat," somebody asked. "We're Chinese, we eat everything," replied Eric acting as ...
... and me, began to inspect my skin art, and fired away with questions. It was such a magical few hours hanging out with the local youth committee speaking our version of Pidgin. We chatted about art, laughed at our mutually funny translations, and taught each other how to communicate with and without words.
Pidgin English: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Pidgin