It was time to leave Mal Pais. In my head I'd planned on making my way to Nosara but typical me I hadn't really thought about it too much and by the time I woke up the bus had already left. So i booked another night which at the time was totally depressing because I really wasn't that keen on staying. The Quebeckers and French were leaving for Tamarindo and I was stuck in Mal Pais, not a huge disaster but enough to make me very frustrated! To distract myself I did some washing. It didn't really help. It may sound strange but I really couldn't be bothered making decisions that day. Life is tough I know. The biggest decision I would have had to make was what time I was going to go down to
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