I strolled up to a nice hostel a couple blocks up the hill from town and happened into a group of guys shooting a bow and arrow across the road. I turned around and saw this nice secluded hostel behind me. I entered to meet Tamarindo Tony, the young urban entrepreneur who had the monopoly on the window washing business in town.
I decided to get a room at his place for a couple nights so I could get the full experience of the beach and the surfing. Tony and I would sit in the near empty hostel at night and chop it up while watching the passersby.
Tony became a believer in my cause and wanted to be at the top of the list when all my merchandise went on sale. He like many others fell in love with the cobra kayak at first sight. By day two we had negotiated $1200 for the lot, car with the kayak and some other miscellaneous items. He was willing to stand by while I finished the tour but after a lot of thought I realized that a bird in the hand is worth three in other countries.
I got up early in the morning and TamTony had a dang auction going on in the front of the place he worked the price up on the car to where most of his kayak costs were covered. The deal and paperwork was done by 10am. I unloaded all the essentials, packed a single backpack for a trip out on the road as a minimalist.
It is a little scary when the ATM is double checking that you actually want 50 grand.. It seems like a lot of money to be carrying around.
Before I left I had to make sure that this sign wasn´t false advertising. If you are an average sized human being it is in fact very true.. they are that big.
I caught the afternoon chicken bus to San Jose, it was about six hours careening down the road with at the mercy of a bus driver with a death wish.. This chicken bus was actually not a chicken bus at all. It had air con, plenty of room and service right to the hotels.
We stopped at a couple key spots on the way to view some domesticated wildlife.
I met a group on the bus that talked me out of the hostel I had in mind and ended up at this crazy live in discotheque that could easily house 100 travelers.
5 Comments
April 8, 2008 at 1:25 am
How come the Macaw is just hanging out so chill?!
April 8, 2008 at 3:19 pm
There were like 5 Macaws living in the trees at this house. The birds must have really loved these people to stick around so long.
April 10, 2008 at 12:10 am
haha……
you live in a discotheque? yes. i live in a discotheque.
April 10, 2008 at 2:54 am
Is this hostel run by two brothers by chance. I think Katy and I stayed in the hostel Pangea, but it was a different location at the time. We really need to compare trips here.
June 1, 2008 at 1:52 am
Offret,
You are one Crazy SOB.