aidan calls to tell us that he's not coming back for a few days, so he has "spicoli" give us $400. again, not his real name, but you know how bad i am with those things in english let alone a foreign language. (at least "spicoli" speaks english, unlike "gloria" and "mother teresa".) very happy to have money! turns out that barely anyone one takes credit cards in mal pais -- and we certainly weren't getting carded -- so aside from my other lens, we're cool with the fact that we're not going to be getting into the safe any time soon.
drive thru mal pais/santa teresa and kept waiting for the town to actually start. turns out that it never does and it's even smaller than we imagined. begin our journey looking for beach towels, which proves much harder than you'd think it would be in the surfing capital of costa rica. end up at the 360 surf shop and wake up the total stoner that works there. we ask him if he has beach towels, and he ponders that question for a few minutes. we find this quite funny as the store is the size of a closet. he finally realizes that he has some -- four, to be exact -- then tells us that they are $15. $15!?!? are you kidding me? we're in a third world country, for crying out loud. but we are also the dumb-ass tourists who just really want to get to the beach so we take them. he then proceeds to tell us that he used to live in venice beach, and that i look familiar. ha ha ha ha. tho admittedly i find it necessary to check in with rainman real quick, just to make sure that he isn't some drunken grovel from my past. ok, he' not. whew.
go to the beach right down the road from the surf shop. it's beautiful! and crazy to me how the trees go right up to the sand, and how vast the area is. but it's humid. really humid. you can feel it in the air, and also rising up from the sand. i've never experienced anything like it. i race into the water asap. it looks a lot like the pacific ocean up in my 'hood, but it's much warmer. so we hang out there for a bit, then mosey down to the tropical latino hotel to have lunch. the bill comes and we're like $1,000 colones short. yes, i know you are wondering how we could be $2 short on the bill when we just got $400 from aidan. well we didn't think we were going to need all of that money and didn't want to bring it to the beach. we also didn't know that towels were going to cost $30.
so the waitress covered us (do you see a theme emerging?) with the promise that we'd be back the next day. actually, she didn't seem to care one way or another, but by this point we're not feeling like gainfully employed girls from the US of A.
back to the moana lodge for daily ritual of hanging out with sandra and the crabs. (oh yes, sandra is the owner's dog, and she's pretty damn cuters.) walk past the room next to us and see that they are setting it up for the next guest... flowers and champagne chilling... uh oh, you know what that means: NEWLYWEDS. great. just who we want to be next door to.
cruise up to the pool and after a little bit, i think i'm starting to doze off from the heat and the pilsens when i hear this crazy noise. you know, the kind of noise that you think you just imagined hearing, but one look at miss h's face and i realize that it's for real. the trees are rustling so we look up to find monkeys. lots of them! come to find out that they are howler monkeys, which is a pretty accurate description of that random noise we had just heard. try to take pictures of them, but without my big lens they just end up looking like coconuts.
on the way back to the room we meet the aforementioned newlyweds, stacy and todd. they seem very nice. they also look SPENT. but we can appreciate the toll the little journey to mal pais takes on you. we're also figuring that they are going to be asleep by 8:00. sweet!
went to beija flor for dinner, which was quite yummy, probably because the chef was from nyc. (either that or it was the 7 mango margaritas we quickly consumed/hoovered.) however, eventually all of those tasty beverages caught up with us and shenanigans ensued upon our return back to the room. nothing any of ya'll would find funny, i'm sure, but i will say that it involved a lot of bug killing and list making.
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