Cats, cows and the computer

Yesterday I slept until late, and some coffee and toast, did some work and went into town for a stroll when it started getting a bit too much. I'd read in the Lonely Planet that the market I'd been the day before was the Number One hangout for pickpockets in San Jose (Kaisa! Siis NIITA taas) and that tourists were strongly discouraged from flashing their cameras etc. Ok, it's good to read about these things afterwards. San Jose is supposed to be a bit dodgy anyway, but I followed Luis' advise to carry a plastic bag with me so I'd look like a local. So never mind the pale skin and my otherwise slightly unorthodox Tico appearance, it's the plastic bag that does the trick!



The town was full of cows, and the kids (and me) loved them. Not much else to see in town actually, so I purchased a massive pineapple and headed back "home".



The rest of the day was spent pretty much in front of the computer, but at least I had some company: the resident cat who became my new best friend, and an American bloke who's pretty much the one person living here besides me. He doesn't seem to be doing much, apart from checking his facebook account every ten minutes. We've sort of become friends though, even though we have nothing in common, but there isn't really that much to choose from.



In the afternoon the clouds gathered and the sky went black, and soon I was surrounded by a tropical thunderstorm. It rained pretty much for the rest of the day, and I had to venture out in the rain to get some dinner. I went to a vegetarian restaurant and ordered a salad, which was quite average. As I was eating I was reading the lonely planet and learnt that the restaurant that I was in did the best veggie burgers ever. Yes, very wise to read about it afterwards...



In the evening I lost my mojo with the dossier and started planning where to go next. I think I've got it worked out now. I migh leave this afternoon, if I get this fucking script finished, and if not (more likely option) then first thing tomorrow. I've had enough of San Jose now. I want to go surfing!!!



It's a beautiful, hot morning now and I've just had a pineapple cutting lesson from the hostel owner. I was doing it all wrong, apparently.

Thanks Sarah for pointing out that my "turtle legs" were in fact "turtle eggs". Not sure if that makes me feel any better about it, though...

So not much to report from the front line, I'm afraid! Sorry if I put you to sleep!

xxx