There are small families that fill the bar. Young parents dancing with their small children to the funk or acoustic act that is playing that night. The bar is right on the beach with a huge deck and sloping hills that are free to sit on and enjoy a local brew. As if on cue, bongo drumming begins to sound in the distance at roughly the same time every night. There are a few guitars being played, either by someone sitting alone staring at the ocean, or someone surrounded by a group of listeners. The bar crowd is as diverse as the country itself - from the 60 year olds with grey hair, bronze sun kissed skin and dreds that reach the floor, to the young surfers, to the tourists, to the people in between. Entering
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