So I went to Manuel Antonio for another amazing weekend, but not before i spent thrusday night out with some of the study abroad kids. We went out in currdibat and had a a good time, had a few beers, you know, just a very chill night out. Friday I headed to manuel antonio to hang out with my boy alex. Upon arrival, as per usual, there was an interesting crowd of travelers at vista serena, and i hopped in on one of the most fantastic hostel dinners yet. it was red snapper, steak, and tuna, in a curry sauce and a wine sauce, vegetables in a curry sauce, and rice. AKA heaven for 3,000 colones.
Alex eventually showed up, and we ended up hanging out, catching up, and of course being up to no good. We snagged the dogs miga and chloe who are the coolest pups in the world. love them to death. They had the silliest haircuts though, i almost didnt recognize them when they were shaggy. Miga is about a year old, white, and and chloe is almost 8 years old and black- dark brown. They both had the hair on their bodies cut really short, with their faces fluffy, and their little tails. So adorable/hillarious.
Saturday I hung out on the beach, and ran into to girls i met the last time i was in manuel. I ended up chilling with them all day, and various other friends of theirs, and once in a while dropped in on my boy reggae stephen. it was a good day for meeting people, that night i was pretty tired, and ended up hanging out at the hostel with a few of the other guys i made friends with. Oddly enough, an older man named john stayed in the hostel for two nights. He was at least in his 60´s, had suffered a heart attack a few years before, and then was staying in a youth hostel. Yeah, he def. was a little crazy, but trying to be adventurous, he partook in some drinks with us, and i watched him try marijuana for the first time in his life. He was soo excited, and bearing his heart to all of us. It was funny, but also a little liberating to see an older man, get out there and try something new. I feel sure he was going through something back hom to suddenly be in costa rica studying spanish, staying at hostels for the first time and trying marijuana. I will say however, he ate all my muffins and acted like he didnt, and that was a tad upsetting for me, cause those were supposed to be my breakfast.
My friend Anthony told us a stumper of a riddle saturday night and now i offer it to you to see if you can figure it out. You must email me, facebook me, or talk to me in person if you want the answer, or think you know. vaneen.b@gmail.com
There is a room, which has no windows, one door, and one light in the room. No light eascapes from the room. You are on the outside of the room, and next to the door are three switches. One turns on the light. You may fiddle with the switches all you want, take as much time as you need, but once you open door, you must be able to tell me which switch turns on the light. Once the door is open you may not touch any of the switches.
Hint: the answer is not the first one, or the middle one, or the last one, but is rather more like an explanation of how you would figure it out.
good luck!
Let just say that kept us stumped for a good part of the night, but i will ssay in my defense, one part i missed, and thus was more confused then i should have been.
Sunday started out with rain, so i spent the first half of the day hanging out with a few people in the hostel, and johny, a tico staying at the hostel and an artisian selling his wares on the street taught me how to make some different kinds of bracelets. I made one for myself, and one for him to sell, and im planning on picking up that kind of string, and making many many more, and being an artisian bum in boston, maybe sit outside fenway park and sell my goods. It seems like a good option for my return to boston if finding a waitressing position fails. I could sell sarahs hats, and there are these cool hippie pants i saw in guatemala im pretty sure i could make. This could be my future were talking about ladies and gentlemen. Hmmmmmmm. It holds a certain rustic appeal, but for somereason i feel that it wont be making a very good use of my college education... but then again does waitressing really? if i do though, i will update you on where i decide to hang around a sell my hippie goods, and you can all come by and make me rich.
Anthony, Brandon and I headed back to the beach for some sun, swimming, and exploring. The sun was pretty brutal, so i used lots of suntan lotion, but was able to walk away with a pretty good tan. I finally want a tan, because i feel it would be very depressing to return to boston pale, but also, i just really like the sun. Living here is a dream, with some of the most beautiful beachs only a few hours away in almost any direction. I could live like this forever, and I now completely understand why my friend shelia was scared i would come down here and never comeback.
Sunday night I made my guacamole dip, which is pretty bomb actually. i think i have my recipe down. We backed cookies, and drank free alcohol that some travelers left because they had to return to the states. Monday morning i hopped a 930 bus back to san jose, and was of course late for my 1 oclock class. I had literally 2,000 colones in my wallet and not a single taxi would take me to ulatina for that, so i hualed ass through downtown with my backpack, until i walked far enough, that i could convince a taxi driver to take me. i used the puppy dog eyes, and said, Ulatina para 2,000 colones. Tengo classes ahora and solomente tengo 2 mil. It worked luckily and i eventually made it there, although i spent the rest of the day sleeping because i wasnt feeling well.
Today I had my spanish oral examination. i basically just talked about my experience in costa rica, things i did, things i liked, things i didnt liked. I just learned past tense, which is pretty tough for me, but i think im getting the hang of it. i hope so, i have my final exam for spanish on thursday, and im a bit nervous i wont lie. i also have a quiz tomorrow, and huge paper i need to get truckin on. It seems like there is soo much to do, but i only have around 3 weeks left. I havent even seen most of my tico friends for weeks, and there are still so many places i want to go. this means i must return. however, now i must go, because i have so much studying to do.
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