Saturday, December 30, 2006

Dreadlock Holiday

50% of my love of my locks was that they made me unique. Well not anymore. In this beach town of Puerto Viejo roughly 1 in 8 males have dreads and a few of the girls too. (No Grandma, that doesn't mean I'm going to cut them off any time soon...)

The culture shock has settled. It reached its pinacle when we rounded the final corner of the airport and saw swarms of people plastering family last names on signs all over the glass. But now I don't think twice when a wierd rabbit-goat-cow-camel is walking down main street or random dogs roam the streets.

The music is a definite plus. The reggae scene is huge here. I hear Thievery Corporation everywhere and it reminds me of home. But as soon as I get a little homesick I just look up to the palms...the trees of eternal happiness.... or something like that.

I just finished talking with a Canadain named Lee. He grew up outside of Toronto and went to Western. He saw my flag and we started chatting. He's been backpacking for 3 months and will be for another 1. He started in Belize and he's gotten here in those 3 months. He's reaffirmed my interest in Nicaragua, specifically Ometepe, which is an island in the middle of Lake Nicaragua made up entirely of two volcanoes.

Thursday, December 28, 2006

Surfs Up

Nick, Jay, and I went surfing today. The waves were a little big (yes, much bigger than in this picture I swear) and I've never funneled so much salt water in my life, but damn, surfing is amazing. We had a bit of an asshole instructor, and I also got clipped by a fellow surfer and sliced my ankle open, but good times all around. Time for the 3km bike back to the house in Playa Cocles.

Mi Casa

All day on a plane and in a van x-mas day and we finally arrive to our little cottage in the jungle.

There are almost no walls and in the few that do exist there are huge windows that open all the way; makes sense when it never snows here...

No monkeys yet, but tucans, lizzards everywhere, and the craziest flower's

Lots of time just chilling on the beach and exploring. No big tours yet but we've got volcanoe's and horses and white water rafting and all that good stuff planned.

The food is delicious and cheap (and so is the beer) and I don't think I'll have a problem living off it for 4 months

Friday, December 22, 2006


It's December 22nd and two questions pop into my head...

What the hell am I about to do with my life? And, Am I crazy?

And I guess my answers are, well, whatever I feel like, and No, I sincerely hope not.

December 25th at 7:00am I fly into my destiny... or something like that.