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Vista De Olas Mal Pais

Apto # 93, Cobano de Puntarenas Mal Pais, Province of Puntarenas, Costa Rica

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Tico Time

A travel blog entry by kim_puravida

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... sit ups, everything! A local man then came and explained to us in Spanish that the builders probably wouldn't return, so we came back to the house and Emma and I decided to make the most of the sun and set up the most amazing clothes "line" and a line to hang our mess tins from wooo!

I then had a nice long chat in Spanish with Andre, he speaks so fast though, but it was great to speak with him, and I gradually became ...

Wannabe Surfer

A travel blog entry by cambower

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... sound more like lions roaring...no joke), parrots, crabs, a million different types of lizzards and even the odd scorpion... Cuesta Arriba was a cool hostel and met some good people there, mainly there for the surf. For the next week I proceeded to get caned by the surf while my body adjusted to 4 or 5 hrs in the water a day. I have to admit that I thought I might have been kicking a bit more butt than I actually was after my first week, but felt like an ...

Blood, Sweat, and Gears: We Made It For Realsies

A travel blog entry by kerrionabike

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... chairs if you live upstairs. I was in the downstairs ghetto. We stole chairs from upstairs one night and, lounging on a real chair with my feet up on the bench, I felt like a celebrity, a Kardashian, or a Cyrus. Until I clambered up to my bunk with the stained mattress and intermittent fan exposure and tried to ignore the orchestra of snoring (snorechestra?) coming from the strangers sleeping in their underwear all around me. But I digress. There are hammocks lining ...

Blood, Sweat, and Gears: We Made It: Part Dos

A travel blog entry by kerrionabike

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... moved the piece of trash higher up on the wall. It was all we could do.

Next on the agenda: laundry. We trucked duffelbags of dirty clothes to the laudromat, which, it turns out, was just the home of a woman named Alejandra. There was no sign, but a young man led us there on foot. She did not have the manpower to finish the job on time, so she sent us across the street to another black-market laundromat. I felt like there should be shoes strung up on the power lines. ...

An out of the way place (bad place?)

A travel blog entry by mills01480

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... Laughed at a rat like dog that yapped at a huge iguana on the beach....the iguana nodded its head, whipped its tail and charged, the dog ran for its life.

Sometimes we took a bottle of wine on the beach for sunset, one evening a local who had a tin shack home on the beach.....must be very hot.....came for a chat, our Spanish and his English was limited so lots of gestures were needed and Colin even drew a map in the sand, we laughed a lot but the crunch came when he ...

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