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As some of you may know, I just got back from living in Costa Rica for the last 2 months. I lived with George and it was awesome. My digital camera got jacked so I have disposable camera pics that I'll post. I also wrote a few journal entries that I'll include in quoted boxes.

I had met George only twice. Once at Commerce where I said sup and shook his hand, and then in Vegas. In Vegas we got drunk drinking those huge $17 drinks that look like bongs and then George told me he lived in Costa Rica and had an extra room so I was like "OK I am coming." It was kind of those hey we're both drunk guys so let's agree on something and get all into it moments but I was actually serious and I got back from Vegas and bought the ticket.

So I got there in early February and was picked up by George and Bill and went to our apt in San Jose.

It was a pretty sick arrangement. Two bedroom apt with laundry room, cable, DSL, furnished, with a maid that came twice a week. Rent was $250 and with the amenities it came to a little under $300 per month.

First night I was there George lets me know we're headed to the beach the next morning at 7AM. We went to Tamarindo Beach and stayed at a hostel. Hostels are cool, you just kick it all day at the beach then come back and make dinner with a bunch of random people and then get drunk. I don't have any pics from this beach because I didn't take my camera, but it was one of the nicer beaches I went to in CR. Two funny things that happened:

1. Some random Swedish dude is sitting outside the hostel at around 3AM. He looks like he just got punched in the face. I ask him what happened and he explains that some guy who's girlfriend he Fed back in Sweden happened to be walking the other way down a random street in a random beach town in Costa Rica and sucker punched him in the face.

2. Some guy I was hanging out with at a bar goes outside to buy coke. He walks up to the dealer dude and the guy wants 10,000 colones ($20) for a little bag of coke. Dude only has 7 or 8,000. Dealer guy sighs and rolls his eyes and opens the bag, sniffs 2,000 worth and takes the 8,000 colones. Also, I had to wait in line to get back in this bar, but stray dogs were let right in. Partying with stray dogs is awesome though.

Taking buses is how we got around to all these beaches. They are ridiculously cheap, like $2 to go 7 hours across the country. On the bus back from Tamarindo we played that "I never..." game with some people. One chick kept putting fingers down for public sex and anal but when someone mentioned licking a guys nipples she hadn't ever done that. Not sure how that happens.

The next place we went was called Puerto Viejo. We stayed in this little beach house type thing with two rooms. It was really cool because it had a palm tree out front with coconuts that George and I would take off the tree, cut open, and fill up with alcohol. This is where my digital camera got jacked. We were careless and left stuff sitting out in the room and when we left to go to the beach some local kids came and kicked in our door and jacked us. We had to ride bikes into town which was pretty far and cancel our sht, but otherwise we didn't really let it get to us and enjoyed ourselves. The beach there was also very nice. Sorry, no pics though. Some dude in CR has them.

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Anyway next we went to Jaco.

Here's a journal entry from Jaco:

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So we're at a hostel/hotel in a beach called Jaco sitting around with other travelers drinking some of the local beer. George(my roomate here) is a little drunk from not so much alcohol because sun and swimming seems to help you get drunk quicker. George is talking with an American girl, and I am chatting with two of our foreign friends. One girl from Switzerland and the other from Germany.

I jokingly remark about George's tolerance.

Me: Haha, George is being a pussy.
German Girl: What is?
Me: (to Swiss Girl) Do you know?
Swiss Girl: *points to her vag*
Me: (laughing) Yes.
German Girl: *laughs and covers her face*
Me: You can also call a man that to tell him he is being weak.
Swiss Girl: *speaks German to German Girl and points and calls her a pussy*
Swiss and German Girl: *more laughter*
Me: *laughter*

American Girl: (pausing conversation with George) What are you all talking about?

Everyone gets quiet. German Girl:(loudly) PUSSY.

OK, so there were days spent in San Jose inbetween traveling to the beaches. Here's an exciting journal entry from one of those days:

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Slow day today. Just been kickin it in my apartment. Watching Simple Life on Costa Rican TV is so fun. They put subtitles on the bottom. I have learned a lot more Spanish this way.

"Es sexy. Es muy sexy. Lo amo."

We'd also go out to local bars and clubs in San Jose. All these clubs do is play reggaeton. I came up with a theory and put it in my journal:

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Shant's Costa Rican Club Music Theory:

There are only nine reggaeton songs. Using the instrumental and acapella versions of these nine songs, combined with air-horns, sirens, and random spanish yelling from the hypeman on stage, clubs can play somewhere between six to eight hours of continual dance music.

The best thing about these clubs is they'd have two of the hottest girls in CR on stage in these really hot outfits. One club had these two girls in white booty shorts and a white bra. They were wearing black tights and a tight black shirt over these, but in their ass, crotch, and chest area they ripped up the black clothing so it looked like their bodies were trying to escape. Somehow I didn't get a pic of this. Girls in CR have nice big butts and they shake them in hypnotizing ways when reggaeton is on, which it never isn't. Also, they have bottle service at these clubs. You can buy bottles of liquor for almost the price they'd be at the market here in the US.

Somewhere in here I went river rafting through 18 miles of rainforest. It was class 3/4 rapids and it was one of the funnest things I did in CR. Here's the journal:

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I went river rafting through the rain forest. It was very rad

Near the end of the 4 hour ride, we came to a big train bridge across the river. There was a kid, probably like 10 years old, standing in just a swimsuit at the highest point of this bridge. I don't mean the lower part where the train goes by, I mean the highest part of the support structure thing way above the tracks. After we passed under the bridge, he jumped off and did a huge cannonball into the water. It was sick high, he fell for a while. Then he swam over to our raft and hitched a ride to shore. When all the tourists were out of the boats, he walked around saying, "Did you see me jump? Give me money." A bunch of people did and I watched him go back and show his boys and hook them up with some of the cash. They were all high-fiving eachother.

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Next I went to Manuel Antonio. This is def the nicest beach in CR. If you go to CR, you need to check this place out.

Here are a couple journals from Manuel Antonio:

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I just got back from Manuel Antonio. Definitely the nicest beach town in Costa Rica. I fell asleep on the beach for like 4 hours and now I'm all red but it's rad. I got to feed monkeys and some weird ant-eater type animal.

I went to a bar that had beer pong and they were playing Dre and Snoop classics. Nice authentic Central-American drinking experience.

I walked across this really shady wooden bridge while looking for monkeys. I think the same dude who built that bridge made the bed in my hostel room. The mattress was so thin that I convinced the girl staying in the room with me to double up our mattresses onto one bed and share in the comfort. She offered to sleep head-to-toe. Ouch. Jokes on her though because I woke up in the middle of the night and her vag was staring straight at me.

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Something I just remembered from the Manuel Antonio trip. We had to take a bus to Quepos to get a bus ticket back to San Jose(where I live). Quepos is not worth visiting if you're ever here by the way.

Anyway, we couldn't find the bus stop to go back to Manuel Antonio, so we got a cab. Cab drivers here drive nuts, constantly almost hitting lots of people. So this guy starts right off by driving full speed at a guy and his girl who are crossing the street. He gets like an inch from the dude and slams his brakes. The guy comes around the side of the car and bends down to look into the window. I'm thinking a fight is about to start, but the dude just says something and they both smile and we drive off.

Right around the next corner, we do the same thing. This time we speed at a group of guys unloading a truck. We almost hit one guy, he has to jump back a little to not fall onto the hood of the car. This guy does the same thing and comes around to the side window and he looks in, points at our driver and goes "HEEEEEEEEEEEEEYYYY!!" and they both start laughing and then we drive off again.

I went to a Saprissa futbol game somewhere in here. It was $2 to get in. People chant and beat drums through the entire game, and when Saprissa scores a goal they scale these huge fences and sing songs and sht. It is a lot of fun.

By the way, everything in CR is way cheap:

This whole plate is like $3. Rice is included but not pictured.

Beer is $1 each. So are mixed drinks. Notice no 6-packs, but they 3-pack 40's.

For George's birthday we had a house party:

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Wow. We just got done cleaning up. The party was ILL. I've been to 3 house parties here in Costa Rica and they are all boring sausage fests. Last night we managed to have more girls than guys and lots of cute ones.

Some highlights:

- Teaching Costa Rican girls what Irish Car Bombs are.
- Having a really in-depth conversation with a girl I slept next to in a hotel about how I'm pretty sure I saw her vag and discussing the details of her vag to confirm
- Our drug-dealer neighbor who I hadn't been introduced to yet, a really ripped black dude with a Dutch accent, shows up with a bunch of hookers and when I finally meet him and get his name I yell it a lot from acoss the party for some reason
- International making out is fun
- Calling German girls "ALEMANIA!" (pronounced AH LEH MON YUH) is a lot of fun
- Going outside after nearly yonking and discovering a live band has set-up amps and drums and is playing music in our courtyard

What a rad party.

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I also went to Arenal which is an active volcano. It is in North CR and the best part about it are the natural hot springs that are heated by the volcano and you have to pay $35 to get in, but once you're in you can just chill for hours in natural hot tubs. Journal and pic:

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The Arenal volcano was awesome. We got drunk starting at noon and swam and took group showers and got more drunk and snuck bottles of vodka into the hot springs disguised as Fresca and drank straight vodka while sitting in black rock bottomed rivers with natural flowing hot water and then came back and ate a jalapeno steak and passed out watching Michael Jackson's "Don't Stop 'Til You Get Enough" video which is a really rad video by the way.

I went to a few other places in CR but they were just more of the same beach/hostel/bar scenarios. I also went to Tortuguero, which is the place the sea turtles lay their eggs in the sand and then everyone goes at night and watches them with infra-red goggles. We took two buses and a boat that reminded me of that jungle safari river ride at Disneyland. When we got there we asked what time would be best to view the turtles and the local guy said "In about 3 months." We ended up playing dominos with a middle-aged German man wearing cutoffs.

My last weekend there I went to Cuba.

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I trimmed all the pics because it was a lot of hassle but DAMN, how can you resist Costa Rica now, if you ever could?

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also, coke is really cheap. hookers are price comparable.

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