So aonce we left fortuna, we took a LONG bus ride down washed out, pothole ridden dirt roads, heading due west to the tiny beach community of playa grande. We stayed at the coolest little place called "kike's place", a local spot run by an animated man named Kike who was more than accomodating. He refused to let me pay for my room and most of my drinks, informing me that my dad is somewhat of a local celebrity and that I, as his son, deserved special treatment as well. The first day, we went out to the beach after drinking a few Imperials, greeted by double overhead waves, some of the biggest and cleanest I've ever seen. We body surfed for a while, then went back and had drinks til way too late with some
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