Yesterday I sort of finished the uni stuff, well it was so nearly there that I decided to give it up for a few days anyway and have a holiday for a change... Spent some time with the few people in the hostel: the American guy and the hostel owner Mauricio, not really doing much. Oh, I went back to the veggie restaurant with the American guy and this time I had the burger, which was great indeed. In the evening an Aussie girl arrived in tears, she'd just heard some bad news from home re: stepdad and a stroke, and then a Canadian girl arrived whose bag had just been stolen in a bus, with her laptop etc in there. Happy times!
So we just sat around and had a few beers watching some crappy films with Will Smith in them - I didn't bother even finding out what they were. Mauricio gave me some tips on where to go, and based on his advise I changed my mind about where I was heading today. Instead of Playa Hermosa on the Pacific I found myself today at the Caribbean side in Puerto Viejo. It wasn't easy to get here, well it was but I wasn't prepared for the zik-zak mountain road and 5 hours of that was NOT fun, even though the bus was much better than I expected with soft leather seats and air-con. I felt sick the whole journey, and still do now, three hours after we arrived.
I felt a bit sad about leaving Kabata Hostel as it had started to feel like a home after so many days spent in front of the computer there. I'd definitely become attached to the place and even the bloody American guy who I nothing in common with - he liked spending his time in casinos and loved himself more than anything else, but I guess it was because I hadn't really seen other people in days apart from the owners. I had definitely become attached to the guy running the hostel, what a sweetheart he was. He gave me a free shoulder massage and cheered me up when I was feeling a bit down about the dossier, and was very generous with his hugs. I don't think his wife liked me very much though.
I shared the experience of the bumpy ride to Puerto Viejo with another American guy Damian. We chatted a bit when I was well enough to speak at all, and ended up going to stay in the same hostel here in Puerto Viejo. Him and his two mates. I'm staying in Rocking J's or somehting like that - an "interesting" hippy resort with lots of hammocks everywhere and it reeks of weed. I've got my own "room" for tonight and I'll see if I can get comfortable there, if not I might go somewhere else tomorrow. It's right on the beach and definitely the most laid back place I've ever seen in mylife,but it might be just a bit too laid back for an uptight person like me! :-) ...I'm just not sure if it's my scene but I'll try and chill out, man - it's the Caribbean after all!
But I'm finally getting in the water tomorrow, I already booked a surf lesson for 10am. I can't wait. At the moment I'm still feeling a bit disoriented and not quite sure what to do with myself. I might have to go and pester the three blokes for some company, although I'm not really in a sociable mood. But somehow I don't think an early night is an option in this place...
I've not quite taken it all in yet, I guess it's a kind of culture shock. We'll see. Anyway, fingers crossed the surf's up tomorrow and I'll still remember how to get up on the board, it's been sooooo long since the last time.
Wish you were here. xxx
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Nice to hear from you! Please don't tell me I did not warn you about the bus rides!!
Enjoy the Puerto Viejo Beaches and Caribbean parties (just go to the beach late...), hope you get better weather than I did!
-Joo ja miun Vali-Amerikan kokemuksella odotan siun tapaavan rannalla rantakoiran, kotkan ja rantahevosen. (ja pysy pois rannalta myohaan - nyt alan kuulustella Teroa, etta mita kaikkea hamppuhommia se on matkaallaan hommaillut) Hyvaa matkaa ja pysy tallessa! Parin viikon paasta nahdaan Gothamissa. MINNI.
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