Like rain on Sunday...

This last Sunday, my cousins and I were to take a trip to the mountains to see some hot springs at the Chirripo National Park (also known for the highest peak in C.R.). The day, however, turned foul and by the time we had drove all the way up the mountain, it turned cold (and I do mean cold) and began to rain. The drive was beautiful, so no worries, but it was a little sad.

However! Once we got back home, I made up for the loss by playing with my camera. These are just some fun pics.

And since I have nothing witty to say today, I shall let them speak instead.

I hate being sick.

I really do. Not only because I feel out of sorts, but because it inevitably turns into a cataclysmic sinus infection (like now), rendering me useless, whiny, and feeling like I'm wrapped in cotton. And I seem to have something growing in my lower abdomen...

Since my illness, I've been covertly raiding my cousin's library for reading material because, thanks to my parents, I have been instilled with the belief that reading is a more productive past time than watching television. I don't know why. Really. Last night, I learned from this show on the Discovery Channel that the woody leftovers from a tropical ant colony contain folic acid which can work as an insect repellent. Sweet. I learned something useful. However, today, I also read a book about the crew of a whaling vessel (The Essex) whose ship was sunk by a very pissed off sperm whale. Inside, I was tutored on the specifics of dehydration and the changes a body will undergo during it's rather gruesome demise. Not a way I want to go. Numerous times throughout the book, I found myself going and getting glasses upon glasses of water, if only in sympathy. Helped out my sinus infection, too.

But BOTH were useful ways of gaining valuable information. So I guess everyone's right. My parents and the Discovery Channel.

Today was the San Isidro Farmers Market. I like this place. There is lots of food. I tried to take some covert photographs of produce, but with the hustle and bustle and my head all fuzzy from my cold, I decided to leave it for another week and buy some mangos. It was a good choice.

More photos for people...

Photos! Finally!

These are just a few....more in the next couple of days. Most are on my computer. The top are a couple of my surfer friends trying out my slackline. They´re actually pretty good at it. The second is one of my first sunsets in Dominical. It was incredible. I have some others with a girl in the water with the HUGE sun setting right behind her. Really really cool. Finally, this was my very first sunset in Costa Rica, at my uncle´s house which overlooks the ocean.

Màs despuès, chicos...

No se que decir.

I am sleepy.

Last night was a beach bonfire. Con cervesas y mi guitarra. It was the first fire that I've had on the beach where I'm sweating because of the heat rather than freezing my little heiny off. Above me, Orion casually strolled across the sky, reminding me that it was actually winter where I come from and that this reality that I'm enjoying is in stark contrast to normal.

I'm ok with this.

The holidays flew by, pretty much without my recognition. I spent both of them with my Uncle and that side of the family and that was better, I think, that the drunken brawl that occured in Dominical. I've seen drunken brawls. I have brawled whilst drunk. I know that brawling under the influence only leads to trouble. And I NEVER get into that......ever.....ahem.....

I'm at war with the internet here. God bless Porltand, Oregon and the Coffee Cat Coffee Shop with their love of high-speed internet. I miss you, high-speed internet. Like a fiber from my heart. It's because of your absense that I am unable to do things like post picutres from my life here in Costa Rica. I...I love you.

Last night, I remembered that it was Monday. Mondays used to mean drinking good, dark beer with my buddies and watching Luke and Jeff Pugh talk like an old married couple. I miss you, kids. I really do.

However, I am glad I am here on my own. It is good for my growth as a human.

Ok. Going to try and upload some pictures...for the 8 millionth time.