Archive for June, 2007
home sweet home
i woke up early and went to the internet. around 9AM, dee anxiously reminded me that we had to pack our stuff and take a shower. i know my way around hurrying for the airport. i do it a lot for my job. dee hates hurrying so i have to be reminded to not stress her out.
the road to san jose
we woke up early, packed and headed to the bus station, which was more like a bus stand where we bought tickets (6 dollars) for a seat on the bus to san jose. we were hoping that we would get the same fantastic bus we rode in on. but when the hunk of junk pulled up, our hopes were shot. dee even went over to ask if that was the bus. it was. i should have taken a photo of it, but i didn’t. the camera would not appear for the rest of the trip, as you can tell from the photo gallery.
100 feet underwater
finally, some scuba diving! i was anticipating this ever since we came to Costa Rica. we rushed to breakfast so we wouldn’t be late to the departure time of 8:30AM. we got there with a few minutes to spare. whew! but there was no need to rush cause 1. this is a laid back village where a costa rica minute lasts about 3 minutes, and 2. a couple called in last minute and ask to join so we had to wait 30 minutes for them to arrive.
on our own
john’s cab to the airport dropped us off at the san jose bus terminal. we said our goodbyes to john. it was the end of the group trip for us, and we were on our own. we planned to take a bus to the caribbean side to a place the good book says is the most happening place on the caribbean side with good music, laid back atmosphere and good food. it also had a diving outfit. the place was called puerto viejo.
shiny discoball
today was our return trip to san jose via the local bus. the tix were about six dollars and the bus left the terminal at 12:30, so we had some time to kill. we decide to head back to cafe milagro and have breakfast. we had another bee encounter that drove us inside. while eating breakfast, i spotted another misspelling on a huge advertisement. come on! you spend thousands of dollars to get the thing printed or whatever, pasted to a billboard and pay for the space. the least you can do is double check the spelling.
We returned to the hotel to pack and headed to the bus terminal.
Meeting D.A.D.
i hate sunburn. it takes the energy right outta ya. shoulders seem to be the favorite spot of burning, which sucks cause that’s what i primarily use to carry gear around.
it’s saturday and our clothes stink. so i agree to go do laundry in exchange for some internet time while dee and john go have coffee and breakfast at Cafe Milagro in Manual Antonio (MA). kind of funny/concidental since i do laundry ever saturday in NYC and here i am in Costa Rica doing laundry on saturday. i think i may have deep connections to my habits than i realize.