La Dolce Vita
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- Swimming pool
- Free parking
- Pets allowed
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... of Humpback Whales, two adults and a calf. It was awesome to watch them surface and spout. One whale even turned on its side and extened its massive flipper into the air as if it were waving at us. It was a pleasant surprise on a what turned out to be a very wet ride. ...
I found Brooke wandering around the school, so I just decided to grab her and have her walk around Jaco with me. We had a great time, found a souvenir place I have to go back to, found a smoothie store (thank heavens - the heat today has been overwhelming!), and found some possible tours/adventures to go to. Brooke is a beauty -it's the half Asian in her, I tell you! She's lovely as lovely can get. Young 18 year old ready to take on the world. We got ...
... a toast, or for no discernable reason at all.
Andrew became good friends with a Tico named Carlos who we met doing some work around the house. Carlos took Drew and Andrew fishing twice. Carlos has a beautiful wife and three kids. Carlos' wife runs the souvenir stand across from the market and Amigos in Esterillos Oeste. Be sure to check it out as she offers the only local souvenirs in Oeste. Plus, it's ...
... going back to the big league. Since it now plays a role in my daily routine, like any discerning addict its only fitting to learn where the origins of my addiction come from. And so I find myself, bumping along on the back of yet another pick up, adding to my colourful collection of bruises whilst heading north into the hills of Matagalpa to visit a traditionally run coffee finca. Named La Corona (the crown) the farm is family run but possibly alludes to the princely ...
... the gate area while the last of the passengers were walking into the jet way. Jeff followed shortly and we boarded the plane before the door was slammed shut.
Proceeding down the aisle of the crowded 757, I found row 29. My window seat was still half empty. The other half was spillover from a rather hefty middle aged woman with a crew cut, a big smile and a breath that suggested she’d been chewing on chopped liver for lunch. ...