Pacific: Ghetto buses, sunrises, Dustin, an Se Van
Trip Start May 21, 2003
48Trip End Oct 29, 2003
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June 7: We get to Puntarenas and the ticket office is now in the process of being torn down, so we are a little confused as to where to get tickets....we run in to Dustin, surfer from Florida, buy some tamarindo juice, sunglasses, find tickets and we're on the ferry...which is where Justin proceeds to make us a rum and coke(yeah, that's really what we need right now...did we forget to mention to him that we haven't been to sleep yet) I have to mention how refreshing the ferry is...it's really more fun than transportation....especially if you get on the top deck....kind of cruise shipish...after about 2 hours here, we make it to the other side where we are offered a cab directly to Mal Pais...for only $10 a piece...that sounds a lot better than waiting on a bus($2.50)...sometimes you have to splurge......First we stop for a 6 pack but we're soon in Mal Pais and just in time for a couple of hours of body surfing for chant and I while Dustin surfed. We made it to a great little place for dinner where we met Deb, grad student from NY, and we brought her along for the ride...made to Tabu where we met ???? (I'm so bad with names, but I did get a pic)
June 8: We wake up, get breakfast at Franks(the only place in town that takes plastic..sorry, dad) chant and I rent a couple bikes and Dustin is off to surf...I had quite possibly the worst bike in all of Costa, if not the world...first of all, these are mountain bikes b/c the roads here are all torn up, which would have been fine had it been a mountain bike that worked...every time I went up a hill, this thing switched gears automatically...and not in my favor....on top of it all, it squeaked so bad the bike actually sounded as if it was crying...so, after a couple hours of that, I was done and we headed to Charlie's for smoothies and then to the water for a dip
June 9: Wake up...Chant, Dustin and I end up on the front porch camped out with pillows laughing at his video camera footage, and in all honesty, probably still a little buzzed. This is about the time when the "grumpy" neighbor screamed at us and told us to quit being so "American"...okay, I never saw this guy leave his room the whole time we were there....so if being awake to enjoy your life is "American" then I'd rather be American than from wherever he was from...anyway, after eating breakfast we had to catch a bus home...so, we say our good byes and prepare ourselves for yet another boring bus ride....but what we don't know is that our driver will proceed to run off the road a total of about 3 times...little kids were actually sliding around and I almost fell out of my chair...no one on the bus could figure out why he kept swerving b/c there was nothing in the road...fyi...halucinogenics and bus driving just don't mix...at least wait till you get off work! So, after surviving that, we board another bus...then its to the ferry where we meet Steve. He has a car and offers to take us to San Jose, which is perfect...now we don't have to take the bus! About halfway home, we get pulled over after going through a toll booth(se van does look a little sketchy-see pic)...a little bit of a problem b/c every permit/license that he is supposed to have is expired. After a lot of smiling and apologies...the cop lets us go with a warning. We get back home and Steve takes us to dinner...which was technically supposed to be business, but turned out to be mostly a lot of sushi and saki with his lawyer. Really nice...by far and away the best food since I've been here!