Nestled Under a Volcano

Trip Start Jul 25, 2007
Trip End Aug 09, 2007

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Thursday, August 2, 2007

Suzi and i spent the whole week in tamarindo because of our sunburns. It was not the plan. the plan was to see the rest of the Nicoya Peninsula, but the pain was too great.

The burns on my body bounced back quick (I am the only irishman with an olive skin tone), but my face felt like someone poured wax on it. It was scaley and crisp, but do-able. Suzi, on the other hand, is a pale french-canadian. She blames her pale skin. I blame the quebecois in general. Anyway, she fried right up, red as a lobster's ass.

We spent a few days in the shade, but our surf-fevers got the best of us and we were back in the water as quick as possible. Those few days on the beach got me all revved up and when we went back, i stayed in the water for six hours without a break. I made friends with some locals and they pulled me out behind the tourists and made sure i caught some waves. Ah, territorial surfing. It felt fantastic, and i definitely up'd my skill level with some tico coaching. My private team of tico surf coaches, cheering and screaming at anyone dropping in on me.

we made lots of friends with people in our hostel and went out for dinner every night with different combinations. We attempted to do some shopping but tamarindo (tama-gringo) is expensive and small. except for $1 beers, those are nice.

then, today, our fellow Team Money member flew into Liberia. we woke early and caught the public bus at 9am. it weaved in and out of towns all morning long, filled and emptied, the ebb and flow of tico life coming and going. we passed festivals and schools and farms. it was stunning.

Nicole landed at noon and we met up right away. Now, to get to La Fortuna. First we taxi'd into Liberia to the bus stop. Then we decided to take a taxi to a town about an hour away where a connecting bus left earlier than the one here. Okay. Our taxi driver took us up through the hills of the country and the three of us caught up and ate some kind of local food stuffed in a pastry.

we got dropped off at a bus stop in somewhere. I couldn't pronounce the name, and called it Tear-na-nog (from a book). We walked around, bought bread and juice, and found a store that sold Volcom for under $10. it was closed. shame.

our bus came after an hour and it was luxury, cozy seats and big windows. we took the back and Nicole and Suzi watched SpyGame on my dvd player and i listened to music and looked out the window. one of my favourite hobbies. The ebb and flow of locals continued, and soon enough, the volcano appeared. it loomed on the horizon, calling to us.

We loaded up and trekked our bags off the bus. We made our way to Arenal's Backpacker Resort, a 5 star hostel. and 5 star it was. it has a great pool, a swim up bar, a fantastic view of the volcano, huge mattresses and steaming hot showers. It has brand new computers, a restaruant and a bar with great drink specials. They also have a desk for booking tours and they did give really good deals, made it really easy for people like us with not much time. I highly reccomend it.

we checked in - and not a minute too late as it was full by dinner - and went in search of food. We passed a few expensive looking places, and found a nice spanish restaurant. We sat, breathed, and ordered fondue (ah the french). Next we had massive burritos and nicole and i downed some local beer and everyone felt relieved. It was a long day, but it was pretty easy and we were all together.

Team Money, day one.
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