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Travel Blogs from Alajuela
... Not the best picnic it has to be said. It was now nearly 1:00pm, so we packed up and headed back to the B&B. When we got back, the girls showed us to our room (a separate building from the main house about thirty metres away). It was the barest and coldest room but they had picked some flowers and placed them on our towels at the end of the bed which was a thoughtful touch. We were the only car in the car-park and suspected that we were the ...
... the hairs in my neck. For the first time since my last intercontinental journey in 2006 I had to switch to a state of alertness. Call it the primal fight or flight mode if you will. I suddenly found myself being an expendable gringo extra in some dusty, yellow filtered mexican movie about drug cartels and harsh street life realities.
Maybe my slight feeling of anxiety was also fed by the fact that nobody was smiling. This gave the streets a grim nature and unwelcoming ...
... and also where the Costa Rican equivalent of Staples Center was (there was some big game happening, lots of orange colors... no idea what sport.) All too soon we were pulling into Hotel Aeropuerto. I may have accidentally stolen the gate exit card from the car before he left... innocent mistake!
We grabbed a late dinner at the hotel restaurant (more curry for me!) and made friends with a missionary guy from New Orleans named Chris. After dinner I checked us into ...
... another $1000 to use in emergencies. I wasn't planning on spending a huge amount and have my other credit card but it is American Express and not as widely accepted. This lady was more amendable and then we agreed that they could shift some of the credit line from one of my other cards and I would have it immediately available. So she gave me over to another young man who did this - another few minutes on hold ...
... drinks at Cafe Amon (part of Don Carlos); my guaro sour was made with Costa Rican cane alcohol, cacique. Since it was already dark outside when we arrived in San Jose, and the city can be a bit sketchy at night (I'd read before leaving for the trip), we grabbed dinner at one of the first places we found- El Morazan, a bar/restaurant nearby. One flauta, one arroz con camarones, and a few Imperiales (Costa Rica beer) later, we headed back to our hotel for some sleep before starting our ...
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