Wednesday, July 16, 2008
Day 9, Sunday May 18, 2008
Had breakfast (so sick of fruit btw) and then we all went to the market to get shit (me - Aloe Vera, burned!, Gatorade and Pepsi Light, not Diet Pepsi, no such thing in CR). At breakfast everyone gto a laugh when they finally saw how well i had done with my sunscreen, and the finger prints on my back in white. It was nice.
After the market we tracked up to school where Jamieson got his backpack rom a few days ago, and we all checked our e-mails and chatted with the kids living there. I saw Daniela had been talking shit on facebook about the Celitics and saw game 7 was tonight at 130 on ABC and the Spurs game 7 would be on Monday at 630 on ESPN.
Then the whole clan went to the Blue Monkey for lunch before half of them headed to la playa and the other half headed back to the bonfire pit.
After lunch Dale and I went to four different bars to find one playing the Celtics game, and he bought 2 Costa Rican cigars in anticipation, though he isn't a Celtics fan. A victory is just a great reason to smoke up.
Nobody had ABC so I was pissed off and went on my own to school to see if they were watching it there. I walked by the Blue Moneky and decided to give it one more shot in case they were watching Forrest Gump at school. Sure enough, there was KG. and there was Lebron.
So I settled in with two beers and my victory Cuban cigar sitting beside me while i watched Paul Pierce give Lebron and early flight back to Cleveland for vacation and I lit up my cigar in celebration. Hell yeah!
Meanwhile it was pouring like crazy, causing Dale never to show up, and me to have to run all the way to school in the rain with everything in the plastic bag that was holding my cigar cutter thing.
I got to school and a few people were watching Forrest Gump and I joined Jamieson in the back to finish my cigar and tell him about my temporary victory over Daniela, and he told me about the really bad motorcycle accident right outside of the school that happened a few hours earlier.
There has been no break in teh rain, but it stooped pouring for a few minutes right before dark and we hurried out of school towards our path. It was a rough walk as the rain picked up more and more the closer we got. we were going down a sketchy path where it would be easy to trip or slip, and that lead to steep slippery stairs and a slippery hill, both of which i had to walk sideways on because i was wearing flip flops. we made it home soaked as hell and took our showers and ate a very American dinner. Chopped in half hot dogs on bread with salami and mustard, and rice on the side to stop it from being too American. Jamieson made a burrito out of the deal. And then we set off to our journals, and now i am done for now.
Oh! and Dale and i gave our presents to the host mom when we got back from lunch. i dunno if she liked the presents themselves, she didn't open them in front of us and i never saw them again, but she was very touched and happy when we gave her the bags.
Ok, now I'm done for the night i think. i hope. My burnt back is killing me.
Day uh... 8.85... Sunday May 18, 2008 - 3 a.m.
Well at least one thing was able to be embedded into the blog. Moving on...
So having gone to sleep so early, which I never ever do, I woke up many times throughout the night. First at midnight, then 3, 5, and finally at like 8 or 9. I had one fucking fucked up dream, like a Danielle type dream, but someone else was killing people, not me. And I think it was creepier.
It was in some middle school type place, all of us from the school, as well as other Texas State kids, were there and for some reason Scott, one of the C.R. kids, decided to show me (as everyone else disappeared) that he could cut off the top of some random person's head. Somehow i forgot that part later in the dream, and Scott somehow transformed into this really tall, built, dark thing in the shadows with a cape(like Silor from the beginning of Heroes). And this is all happening in a pretty dim, if not sometimes dark, school and people are dying left and right, with no tops to their heads when I find them, and I am trying to figure out what is going on, and occasionally I get the feeling that someone else, besides a few students around me, is around in the shadows. Usually I am by myself when I get this feeling though, making it creepier. As that feeling is happening, the lights would flicker a lot and a person next to me if there was one would fall over and their brains would spill out (they weren’t Texas State people anymore, just random whatevers), and I started freaking out, actually wishing I could wake up or something because it started feeling like Freddy Kruegger and I was just waiting for him to taunt me and tell me I would never wake up. Later I tried to get in my locker in the locker room and broke my Masterlock to open it, and it opened so I threw the mangled lock into a corner after leaving the locker room. More people died and I was getting closer to finding out who was behind it all when I was going back to the locker room and saw the corner where I had thrown the Masterlock, but it wasn’t there anymore. I walked in the locker room and there was a figure above a guy’s head in the locker room. It turned, smiled a sharp-toothed smile at me and the flights flickered and it was gone and the guy was dead with his head open and my lock hanging off the edge of his skull.
This is where I really freaked out because somehow I knew I was dreaming, and I knew I had broken the lock and thrown it awhile ago in the dream, yet my mind or something had pulled back to that and used it to haunt me. So I was freaking out and wishing I could wake up. I gathered myself, since I wasn’t waking up, and left the locker room. I looked into the corner where I threw the lock, and out comes the figure. I scream as it comes towards me with long nails somewhat like Freddy, and he reaches at me to swing and then I wake up in my pitch black room in Costa Rica around 3 a.m., and I am scared shitless, and really have to pee. But I was afraid the figure was around, and I still can’t see and I was afraid to get out of bed and get my flash light because I was sure he would pop out. Then my mind starts racing through the whole Masterlock part and I start freaking out about my brain doing that to me and what if this was real now and I was about to die, or what if this were like the Freddy movies and I accidentally brought him into my world. So I hide under the covers for awhile until I finally get a grip and jump out fast, turn on the light, grab a flashlight and went to the bathroom and finally got to pee. Thankfully the lights never flickered or I would have probably screamed and never been able to sleep. I got back into bed and turned to laugh it off as a Danielle-type of dream, but I couldn’t sleep still. Finally I just passed out. I think what scared me most was how real the dream was and how well I remembered everything. Anyway. No more dreams for the trip.
Tuesday, July 15, 2008
pics from Day 8, May 17, 2008
nosotros chicos a la playa
just a really cool pic i think
the booze cruise gang
the pink panther boat
just a bunch of us on the boat
the Barbies, including the birthday girl, Emily (on the right)
los profesors y mi amiga Kelly.
Erin #1, Alysha, and Kristen
some getting ready to snorkel while others dance
snorkelins
people dancin while it's pouring outside
the cuban cigars
just a really cool pic i think
the booze cruise gang
the pink panther boat
just a bunch of us on the boat
the Barbies, including the birthday girl, Emily (on the right)
los profesors y mi amiga Kelly.
Erin #1, Alysha, and Kristen
some getting ready to snorkel while others dance
snorkelins
people dancin while it's pouring outside
the cuban cigars
Day 8, Saturday May 17, 2008
Early in the morning risin' to the street
Light me up that cigarette and I strap shoes on my feet
Got to find a reason a reason things went wrong
Got to find a reason why my money's all gone
But I got a dalmatian and I can still get high
I can play the guitar like a mother fuckin riot
Life is too short so love the one you got cause you might get
runover or you might get shot
Never start no static
I just get it off my chest
Never had to battle with no bulletproof vest
Take a small example
A tip from me take all of your money and give it up to charity
Lovin's what I got
It's within my reach
And the sublime style's still straight from long beach
It all comes back to you you're gonna get what you deserve
Try and test that you're bound to get served
Love's what I got
Don't start a riot
You feel it when the dance gets hot
That's why I don't cry when my dog runs away
I don't get angry at the bills I have to pay
I don't get angry when my Mom smokes pot, hits
the bottle and goes back to the rock
Fuckin and fighting it's all the same
Livin' with Louie dog's the only way to stay sane
Let the lovin come back to me
- Sublime "What I Got"
Yeah, that song fits.
So...
You really cannot sleep here. It is basically impossible. It is light outside at like 5 a.m. and everyone else is awake, so good luck. So I woke up at like 4, 6, and finally 7 before going to la playa around 8.
Nobody was on the beach (from the school that is) when Dale and I got down there, so we just walked around and found out the price for kayaks before finally settling in to where we usually do (right in front of where you get off the bus) and I bought a cool ceramic pot thing with a toucan and a monkey on it, though I haven’t seen a toucan yet and I did want a pot with “Pura Vida” on it, but it was either that or no monkeys and I’ve seen a lot of monkeys so it seemed like a requirement. A few minutes later, after settinling in, I see Grant and a mini version of the gang a few feet away, dunno if they didn’t notice us or if they didn’t want to sit with us. We joined them either way. So we sepnd a few hours on the beach and in the water while listening to Incubus and Sublime. I bought a box of Cuban cigars (5 in the pack) for $15 after Grant haggled him down for me. Naturally I fucked up and accidentally got confused and gave the guy 15,000 colones rather than $15 (so $30 instead of 15) and then I walked up to the guys and said “that that was a good deal, they were like $20 in Quepos,” I paused. “I think… fuck I gave him 15,000 colones… not $15… be right back!” and I saw the guy hustling around the corner, laughing to himself, but I’m fast so I caught him and got my change back, that was close. This money conversion shit really fucks me up. anyway, so then a little later we leave and Dale and I get out for some shitty pizza, or at least it turned out to be shitty. That was actually because Dale got off at the wrong stop for some reason and we just made the best out of it. After that Dale went home and I headed over to the school to meet everyone for the Catamaran, or the “boat party” which turned out to be “the booze cruise.” It was also Emily’s birthday and so the boat party was really just an ultra expensive birthday party (can you say the best birthday party ever? Lucky kid) and she was already drinking cosmos and shit when I got to the school, that was after she and the rest of the people living in the school went to Mimos to get pizza and drinks that morning. Nice way to celebrate your birthday, seriously, well done by her. So anyway, we get to the boat, see a boat called “The Big Pink Panther” and tried to claim that one, though it looked old and stingy. Finally we got on to the boat and all the drinks and food were “free.” They didn’t know what they were getting themselves into though.
The boat leaves and a few of us start realizing how bad this trip idea was, since those of us all get seasick sometimes when we are out on a boat, and this was the ocean, not Lake Travis, and there was a ton of alcohol. Joe came up with the idea of pretending we were on a luge, or log ride at a theme park, to try and combat the seasickness. So he and I were at the front repeating that to ourselves a few times until it stukc, or maybe the alcohol just fought it off finally. Either way…
A lot happened on that boat, none of it was all that different from a typical boat party I suppose, but I hadn’t ever done that before. We drank a lot, sailed, danced to shitty music and FINALLY to salsa and reggae. When we started to snorkel it was too dark to see for most of where we were, but finally we saw fish by coral reef as it started to pour. After we got back on the boat we drifted off and waited for the rain to stop. When it did we started doing back flips and front flips off the boat. Grant slipped when he was preparing for a back flip and fell off the boat, but he was ok. Naturally I thought this was still a great idea and tried doing a back flip myself, though I have never been able to, and I accidentally did a back flop first (which hurt a bit) then I tried a front flip which was successful, then another successful one. Then I tried to do another back flip but I slipped off the boat and banged into the side of the boat, but only chipped a toenail, cut my thumb a bit, and bruised my knee, so not too shabby. There were a lot of accidents through the day, it was so slippery and we were just wild.
Dinner was great, a bunch of fish kabobs and a bunch of other good food (fruits, onions, some kind of pasta), but it was great and a few of us kept sneaking back to the kitchen for more. Lots more dancing ensued after dinner and the girls lead by Erin I think, finally got Jose and Victor and the boat staff to join the party and dance. Jose ended up getting pretty fucked up I think. Seemed like it at least.
We finally got back to shore and they all jumped in the vans as I just walked home (since I was so close anyway, it was much easier this way), but they apparently all went to party more. Oh well. I went home and had more dinner and lit up my first Cuban with Dale and Jamieson. It was very good, I was impressed. Then we all went to sleep at like 930, so maybe it was ok I didn’t party any more.
Light me up that cigarette and I strap shoes on my feet
Got to find a reason a reason things went wrong
Got to find a reason why my money's all gone
But I got a dalmatian and I can still get high
I can play the guitar like a mother fuckin riot
Life is too short so love the one you got cause you might get
runover or you might get shot
Never start no static
I just get it off my chest
Never had to battle with no bulletproof vest
Take a small example
A tip from me take all of your money and give it up to charity
Lovin's what I got
It's within my reach
And the sublime style's still straight from long beach
It all comes back to you you're gonna get what you deserve
Try and test that you're bound to get served
Love's what I got
Don't start a riot
You feel it when the dance gets hot
That's why I don't cry when my dog runs away
I don't get angry at the bills I have to pay
I don't get angry when my Mom smokes pot, hits
the bottle and goes back to the rock
Fuckin and fighting it's all the same
Livin' with Louie dog's the only way to stay sane
Let the lovin come back to me
- Sublime "What I Got"
Yeah, that song fits.
So...
You really cannot sleep here. It is basically impossible. It is light outside at like 5 a.m. and everyone else is awake, so good luck. So I woke up at like 4, 6, and finally 7 before going to la playa around 8.
Nobody was on the beach (from the school that is) when Dale and I got down there, so we just walked around and found out the price for kayaks before finally settling in to where we usually do (right in front of where you get off the bus) and I bought a cool ceramic pot thing with a toucan and a monkey on it, though I haven’t seen a toucan yet and I did want a pot with “Pura Vida” on it, but it was either that or no monkeys and I’ve seen a lot of monkeys so it seemed like a requirement. A few minutes later, after settinling in, I see Grant and a mini version of the gang a few feet away, dunno if they didn’t notice us or if they didn’t want to sit with us. We joined them either way. So we sepnd a few hours on the beach and in the water while listening to Incubus and Sublime. I bought a box of Cuban cigars (5 in the pack) for $15 after Grant haggled him down for me. Naturally I fucked up and accidentally got confused and gave the guy 15,000 colones rather than $15 (so $30 instead of 15) and then I walked up to the guys and said “that that was a good deal, they were like $20 in Quepos,” I paused. “I think… fuck I gave him 15,000 colones… not $15… be right back!” and I saw the guy hustling around the corner, laughing to himself, but I’m fast so I caught him and got my change back, that was close. This money conversion shit really fucks me up. anyway, so then a little later we leave and Dale and I get out for some shitty pizza, or at least it turned out to be shitty. That was actually because Dale got off at the wrong stop for some reason and we just made the best out of it. After that Dale went home and I headed over to the school to meet everyone for the Catamaran, or the “boat party” which turned out to be “the booze cruise.” It was also Emily’s birthday and so the boat party was really just an ultra expensive birthday party (can you say the best birthday party ever? Lucky kid) and she was already drinking cosmos and shit when I got to the school, that was after she and the rest of the people living in the school went to Mimos to get pizza and drinks that morning. Nice way to celebrate your birthday, seriously, well done by her. So anyway, we get to the boat, see a boat called “The Big Pink Panther” and tried to claim that one, though it looked old and stingy. Finally we got on to the boat and all the drinks and food were “free.” They didn’t know what they were getting themselves into though.
The boat leaves and a few of us start realizing how bad this trip idea was, since those of us all get seasick sometimes when we are out on a boat, and this was the ocean, not Lake Travis, and there was a ton of alcohol. Joe came up with the idea of pretending we were on a luge, or log ride at a theme park, to try and combat the seasickness. So he and I were at the front repeating that to ourselves a few times until it stukc, or maybe the alcohol just fought it off finally. Either way…
A lot happened on that boat, none of it was all that different from a typical boat party I suppose, but I hadn’t ever done that before. We drank a lot, sailed, danced to shitty music and FINALLY to salsa and reggae. When we started to snorkel it was too dark to see for most of where we were, but finally we saw fish by coral reef as it started to pour. After we got back on the boat we drifted off and waited for the rain to stop. When it did we started doing back flips and front flips off the boat. Grant slipped when he was preparing for a back flip and fell off the boat, but he was ok. Naturally I thought this was still a great idea and tried doing a back flip myself, though I have never been able to, and I accidentally did a back flop first (which hurt a bit) then I tried a front flip which was successful, then another successful one. Then I tried to do another back flip but I slipped off the boat and banged into the side of the boat, but only chipped a toenail, cut my thumb a bit, and bruised my knee, so not too shabby. There were a lot of accidents through the day, it was so slippery and we were just wild.
Dinner was great, a bunch of fish kabobs and a bunch of other good food (fruits, onions, some kind of pasta), but it was great and a few of us kept sneaking back to the kitchen for more. Lots more dancing ensued after dinner and the girls lead by Erin I think, finally got Jose and Victor and the boat staff to join the party and dance. Jose ended up getting pretty fucked up I think. Seemed like it at least.
We finally got back to shore and they all jumped in the vans as I just walked home (since I was so close anyway, it was much easier this way), but they apparently all went to party more. Oh well. I went home and had more dinner and lit up my first Cuban with Dale and Jamieson. It was very good, I was impressed. Then we all went to sleep at like 930, so maybe it was ok I didn’t party any more.
pics from Day 7, May 16, 2008
A rooster! Right in the middle of the road! Holy Moly!
A tiny waterfall! Holy Moly!
I don't actually remember what I was taking a pic of here... woops.
A giant ass frog. Seriously, steroids or something? What the hell?
Rained constantly. "What's with the rain Gellar? When I signed up for dino week..."
Day 7, Friday May 16, 2008
Woke up this morning, got myself a gun. Wait no, I was just feeling sick. I wouldn't have bothered with school except the power went out and it was too hot to lay in bed the entire day. We walked up to school and I was hung over still and all, and I went to class. I immediately wished I had stayed in bed once we got to school. Let’s just say I had stomach issues all day. It is almost 8 p.m. now and my only break from a run to the bathroom was when I was sleeping. And then I woke up and ran over to the bathroom anyway. Jamieson never made it out of his room.
So school was just fucking miserable. I don’t know how this day isn’t over yet. But I did eat pizza tonight and it had no cheese. It was pretty good actually, Costa Rica seems to know what they’re doing. No partying tonight, obviously. No way I could possibly handle it, and the boat party is tomorrow so I have to get better. I will probably got to sleep at 10 tonight so I can go to the bank and la playa tomorrow before we meet at school.
We went on a “field trip” to Quepos today in school. Apparently the teachers wanted to go a different way there, but I’m pretty sure that the path we walk to school or that I lead everyone down, with Dale chuckling behind me at how lame our field was (they went to the police station and then apparently walked around the town) and I got ahead of everyone and ducked onto my street and watched from the house as everyone walked past our house. I was feeling way too shitty to do all that dumb shit. Besides, I’d done it all already. Then I went to sleep on and off for a few hours and finally got up and went to town when the power went out again. I walked the whole town by myself, which I guess was pretty dumb since it was late. But I was ok and checked out whatever I felt like. Apparently I took myself on the field trip accidentally. Then after getting pizza I headed home to chill.
During dinner tonight the host family’s Chihuahua was just staring at me so I decided to stare back like I do with Tom and Tobey sometimes, and he started backing away and looking away and turning back to see if I was still staring at him, which I was, and he would back down again. I decided that Tom and Tobey would eat this dog alive.
When I came out for dinner I heard “Oops I did it again” and looked at their TV. Sure enough, there was Britney and the TV people were talking about her. I was disappointed that they actually gave a shit about her. I feel bad for her, but I don’t want to hear about her all the time on TV. Get better, Get your kids back, then go have a private life which you totally need, then get out of my everyday life. Not to be rude or anything. Then when I was outside listening to their sad karaoke at a bar somewhere around there, it’s loud and sad, anyway there was a break between singers (who I think were singing with a real band) and on comes “Barbie Girl” of all songs and later “Stayin’ Alive.” Love it.
So school was just fucking miserable. I don’t know how this day isn’t over yet. But I did eat pizza tonight and it had no cheese. It was pretty good actually, Costa Rica seems to know what they’re doing. No partying tonight, obviously. No way I could possibly handle it, and the boat party is tomorrow so I have to get better. I will probably got to sleep at 10 tonight so I can go to the bank and la playa tomorrow before we meet at school.
We went on a “field trip” to Quepos today in school. Apparently the teachers wanted to go a different way there, but I’m pretty sure that the path we walk to school or that I lead everyone down, with Dale chuckling behind me at how lame our field was (they went to the police station and then apparently walked around the town) and I got ahead of everyone and ducked onto my street and watched from the house as everyone walked past our house. I was feeling way too shitty to do all that dumb shit. Besides, I’d done it all already. Then I went to sleep on and off for a few hours and finally got up and went to town when the power went out again. I walked the whole town by myself, which I guess was pretty dumb since it was late. But I was ok and checked out whatever I felt like. Apparently I took myself on the field trip accidentally. Then after getting pizza I headed home to chill.
During dinner tonight the host family’s Chihuahua was just staring at me so I decided to stare back like I do with Tom and Tobey sometimes, and he started backing away and looking away and turning back to see if I was still staring at him, which I was, and he would back down again. I decided that Tom and Tobey would eat this dog alive.
When I came out for dinner I heard “Oops I did it again” and looked at their TV. Sure enough, there was Britney and the TV people were talking about her. I was disappointed that they actually gave a shit about her. I feel bad for her, but I don’t want to hear about her all the time on TV. Get better, Get your kids back, then go have a private life which you totally need, then get out of my everyday life. Not to be rude or anything. Then when I was outside listening to their sad karaoke at a bar somewhere around there, it’s loud and sad, anyway there was a break between singers (who I think were singing with a real band) and on comes “Barbie Girl” of all songs and later “Stayin’ Alive.” Love it.
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