Hotel Villa del Sueno
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Quote of the Day:
Travel and change of place impart new vigor to the mind. - Seneca
Word of the Day:
When ones arms or his overall condition is that of is exhaustion.
Wow, I cannot believe it is Thursday already, beginning of the week was so slow and not it is just picking up and motoring thru! Sooooo Happy I am here for another week!
Another 6am session...ugh! I was not feeling it this morning, I felt ...
... to music and cooked a couple great meals at home (shrimp tacos prepared in the local "casado" style, which literally translates as "married", but means served with rice and beans). We had a couple run-ins with the local animals. We had a gecko on the wall in our cabina and a couple magpie-jay birds were causing a ruckus on our patio. They got a funky tassle looking feather on the tops of their head. Once we found out ...
... guys we wanted to go to Costa Rica. We sat at the back of the bus and as usual they were really helpful in getting our bags on. We were travelling for a while down the main road when all of a sudden we stopped. The back door opened and one of the guys threw our bags down to another guy and we were instructed to get off. A bus the coming the other way had stopped and the guy ran really fast across the road with our bags and threw them to the guy ...
... off into the night. Did I mention how freaking hot it was there? OMG...I was completely drenched as the pictures will show...my hair never dried, it was like I just got out of the shower. Then I had an idea of singing a Spanish song...and could only think of Suavemente by Elvis Crespo...Merengue! So with some help with some translation the karaoke guys found the song and immediately queued it up...Once I sang the first Suavemente...apparently Chris ...
... and being the diva he was, he gave him a little kick as he went past. Jose said, everyone know Felipe is the best looking horse. We got back to the hostel aching.
Brasilito was quite a dead town, so we decided to head off to Tamarindo. I prefer Big Brasil.
We hopped on a bus, and then another, then found ourselves in California. A small beach town, with no traces of being in Costa Rica, or any spanish speaking country. Everyone here seemed to be from the states. ...