well, we made it. we’re all alive and somehow managed to survive the trip without any major disaster. it was a sad morning here at the maleku hostel in san jose. Lo lo left solo, and three emo teens were left watching and waving by the gate. this is not the end, but only the begining. we have all learned so much, but it is due time to go back to the realities and hardships of real life.
although none of us got vacationbraids along the way, our trip was nothing short of a miraculous journey that should have been filmed for mtv. stay tuned for more photos and postings regarding reunion tours, street fights, and pool heists.
1. “Oops, that free water was from the tap?”
2. Hitchike in the back of pick-ups and or wagons.
3. Street corn.
4. Share everything.
5. Opt for sweat instead of A/C.
6. Go to local ladies nights for free shots.
7. Picking fruit off the ground.
8. Handwashing clothes with dish soap.
9. Eating as much of the ‘All-you-can-eat’ breakfast buffet as possible.
10. Opting to spoon your cousin in a single bunk bed instead of splurging for the grown up room.
11. Instead of the 2hr, $45 taxi ride option, choose the 3 bus, 2 hitch hike, overnight in a cockroach shack, $8 option.
1. Can anyone say ‘Presidential Suite?’
2. Forget the address of your bus terminal so you have to pay a taxi to drive you to every single station in Oaxaca.
3. “Woah, that cheese was $7USD?”
4. Teaching everyone you meet how to shotgun.
5. 32 bottles of hot sauce down the hatch.
6. Having to pay to pee.
7. Iced americanos on a hot 40 degree day, how could you say no?
8. Being charged $5 per ATM transaction and accidentally having to do it twice in one day.
Think hard for one second… of the last thing you would ever want to do hungover. It´s 9 a.m., it´s 35 degrees celcius, your mouth tastes like tequila, and you have to peel last night´s denim cut offs from your polluted body. Then, you remember you signed up for a full day boat ride surf excursion that leaves in half an hour. Pile on the boat for a never ending wild and wavy ride to different surf beaches. Let´s make it known that this was no yacht. It was a fishing boat older than all of us combined. With a bunch of different accents, and the smells of foreigner puke surrounding us, it was nothing short of a miracle that we got through the day (sea sick free).
Night night, sleep tight, don´t let the bed bugs bite.
The dorm room experience is finally coming to a much needed end. We have been stationed in San Juan del Sur for about a week now, hanging our hats at the largest hostel in the town. We have met a lot of interesting people. You know you´re living in hostel life when…
- You use shotgunning as an ice breaker.
- Sublime is playing, again, and you know the words.
- You end up at the locals-only disco.
- You catch yourself saying ¨dude¨, ¨man¨ and ¨sweet¨ way, WAY too much.
- You´re comfortable sleeping beside a 45 year old mid life crisis American… in a bunk bed.
as if we only have three weeks left! with 21 days to go we are filling our days with as much of the good stuff as possible. posted out in san juan del sur on the pacific coast of nicaragua, we are surfing playa maderas by day and sleeping in bunk beds by night.
