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Published: January 29th 2010
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My adventure in Costa was way too short but I had such a sick time. I went to Costa Rica to visit my sister (technically cousin) Vicki, her awesome surfer Californian fiance Ryan, their gorgeous baby daughter Marley, and quirky dog Guarva. They own property and have a really cute house in a small town 30 minutes south of Jaco called (confidential). Their home is very isolated, has a pool, and is less than a mile from the Pacific. There are farms everywhere and it's such a great place to unwind and relax.
The journey began in Newark airport and due to the fact that I'm a loyal Continental flyer with many many miles, I upgraded to first class. First class for sure has its perks. Shorter security lines, priority labeled luggage, free direct TV and 7 course meals. While I stuffed my face with all of the delicious food, I reclined my large leather seat and cheered on the Jets as they claimed a victory over the Chargers. First class was perfect. Well. Except for the fact that the man next to me had to be given oxygen because he was delirious, I was freaking out. What would I
have done if he died? Right next to me! AH! Also, the fact that the flight attendants refused to serve me wine because I'm underage. Lame.
So after my first class experience, I met my Costa Rican family in the airport, they were coming in from a Cali flight the same time as me. We gathered all our belongings and stayed at the Marriot for the night. The next day we ran errands in San Jose then made our way out to the coast. On the way we stopped at a local restaurant, called a Soda, and got a full plate of delicious local Costan Rican food and an ice tea for $3.50, can't beat it! It was probably not a great idea consuming a ton of calories. Crocodiles are smart. Supposedly if a crocy bites you, he (or she) can determine if you have enough body fat to make you a worthwhile meal. If you're skinny, they'll bite you then let you go. Since Costa has a problem with crocs drifting into the ocean and biting surfers, it's not a bad idea for Costa Rican travelers to become anorexic. I'm not promoting eating disorders.. I'm just saying, be
wise my friends.
Most of my days were spent surfing, hanging out on the beach, swimming in the pool, siestas, and just simply relaxing. The waves were really fun, barrels to be had. One day, Vicki & I brought Marley to the beach while Ryan ran errands. She has a beast of a truck and for some reason allowed me to drive this monster to the beach. Well the truck's battery was dead so Ryan jump started the car and told us a million times to not turn the truck off when we got to the beach. Surprise, surprise.. but OOOPSIESS i accidently turned the truck off and we were stranded at the beach. Luckily Ryan had an inkling we would be in trouble and stopped by the beach on the way to his errands and saved us! Thanks again Ry!
I was fortunate enough to experience Marley's first joys of surfing with her. At 13 months old, she was standing up on the surfboard. I was so proud! Way to go Marley! I was also impressed by Vicki's surfing, she's gotten really good! As long as she keeps her aerodynamic paddeling skills up to par, there will
be no stopping her. Watch out Andy Irons! By the way, Andy was hanging in Costa the same time I was there, but no AI sightings. Wahhh
During my time in CR, there was a 5.0 earthquake. Of course I missed the experience because I was in shower but Vicki and Marley shook for a little during the quake. Crazy stuff. Speaking of crazy, on my last night, the police came to the house and said guys were riding around in a car with guns with the intent of stealing cows. Seriously? Stealing cows? I mean if I was going to steal something I think I'd chose something a little cooler, but hey, whatever makes you happy.
Overall I had an amazing time in Costa Rica. My sister just arrived there today to enjoy some tico time as well. I really miss Vicki, Ryan, & Marley! Thank you guys so much for allowing me to stay with you and being great hosts! Love ya!
Now the wise words of Big Swell,
"One time I tried to give myself a blowout and I looked retarded"
Puerto Rico in March for spring break! Can't wait! Until then, its schooltime in New Jersayyyyy
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