There you go… more photos!... as you can see, keeping busy… well not thaaat busy ☺!
In the latest news, stomach virus has hit Paul on the day we were going to drive out to Volcan Rincon de la Vieja three days ago and he hasn’t been feeling well since then…
Other than that things are pretty good if a bit repetitive; but as soon as he gets better, we get to go venture inland to some of the nature reserves.
Since it’s the low season right now, visitors only seem to come out for a couple of days over the weekend; so we get the hotel virtually to ourselves during the week and it’s about ¾ full on Friday and Saturday night… most of the visitors are young American dudes (oh, did I mention this town is overcrowded with men?) and once in a while a Tico family or a couple of young American chicks. The other day, two girls, Lucy and Lena, were put in the room next to ours. They quickly made friends with a group of dudes and quickly started playing drinking games… the discussions become very flirtatious (well, not the best kind of flirt, the drunken flirt…) and louder as the night goes. They then go out to likely drink some more and we get to sleep… We are then woken up in a fright by the wailing cries of Lena “Lucyyyyyyyyy!!!!......” “Luuucyyyyy!!…” and then crying loudly and some guy trying to calm her down but, “Lucyyy!!... where’s Lucyyyyy!!”… and my first annoyed reaction “well, Lucy’s getting lucky and you’re not so shut your mouth and go sleep” but then the wailing went on for so long I started to wonder if something didn’t really happen to Lucy, after all she was drunk in a town full of guys…
An hour later (maybe? Maybe less?) woken up again: this time Lucy’s yelling “Lena! Open the fucking door!!”… and more yelling… then Lena opens the door and the two girls start yelling at each other at the top of their lungs (at 4am)… and doors slamming and all the appropriate words in such a dramatic scene… in the end I believe Lucy slept elsewhere…
In the morning, their balcony was a mess of beer cans, cigarette butts, bras and jeans (??)… and Lucy (I think) was sitting on the floor, looking painfully hung over… after some quieter bitching and crying the girls were best buddies again…
Well, that was one of the most colorfully entertaining dramas we got to witness but they weren’t the first or the last young American tourists to be loud and obnoxious… so Paul is starting to think he’ll tell people he’s Canadian ☺…
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That's so funny I think you should keep an eye on Lucy if not we will hear it on the nightly news...teenage girl from a nice family in Ohaio ( or od knows from where) got assualted by a bad bad Costa Rican guy blah blah blah costa rica such a dangerous place..blah blah blah DAM american girls!! Anita
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