Surfing: I suck.
We headed straight for san juan del sur, luckily only a wee hour away, and after a quick perusal around down we went to go find Linden, AKA Edwin, one of the aussie guys we hung out with back in Medellin, Colombia. He introduced us to two more aussies (Phil and Nick) and an alaskan (matt), and between the 6 of us we formed a tightknit impromptu group for the following four nights. I liked how I immediately felt comfortable with them and accepted, as if I was a vital personality to the group. Just 2 hours after having met the boys Nick told me an inappropriate joke, and immediately followed it up with a "what?? too soon?". I laughed and knew we'd get along well.
San Juan doesn't really have that much to DO perse, it is much like another backpacker beach town just not half as flashpacker-y (yes, i totally just made that word up) and CHEAP. Sarah and I were delighted to be paying only 5 bucks a night for our own private room with ensuite bathroom.
We easily fell into a daily habit which I will describe to you now.
7AM -- wake up grumpy and groggy. Dress in swim togs and stumble over to the boys' hostel
7:30 AM -- realize boys still aren´t ready to go, even though they told us to be ready to go by then
8:00 AM -- pack surfboards onto the car. rather, watch boys pack surfboards onto the car while i apply sunblock.
8:12 AM -- drive to Madeiras, a local surf beach.
8:30 to 11:30 AM -- get abused by waves. feel shame about being shit at surfing. go swimming or boogie boarding instead.
12:30 PM-- lunch at the mercado! taste everybody´s banana smoothie.
1:15 PM -- walk to the local bakery and buy donuts.
1:30-6:30 PM-- everybody splits up, either to lay in hammocks at the boys' hostel, use the internet, shower, read, or nap. We would also lay around postulating what we might do the next day (but really secretly knowing we´d do the same exact thing the next day) or what we might cook for dinner.
6:30-8:00 PM -- watch somebody cook dinner and complain aboutI´m starving. Suffer through more jokes about how "little one" gets grumpy when she doesn´t get meals on time.
8:00 PM -- eat, hang out more in the hammocks, sleep early.
I know it doesn´t seem terribly interesting to you passing 4 days like this, but that´s one of the problems with blogging, you can never really quite capture the feeling or an atmosphere in the way that you want to. I liked being a part of something, even if it was just for a short period of time, and I loved how we had all these inside jokes almost immediately. We were ALWAYS laughing, and because of those guys I will always think fondly of san juan del sur.
San Juan doesn't really have that much to DO perse, it is much like another backpacker beach town just not half as flashpacker-y (yes, i totally just made that word up) and CHEAP. Sarah and I were delighted to be paying only 5 bucks a night for our own private room with ensuite bathroom.
We easily fell into a daily habit which I will describe to you now.
7AM -- wake up grumpy and groggy. Dress in swim togs and stumble over to the boys' hostel
7:30 AM -- realize boys still aren´t ready to go, even though they told us to be ready to go by then
8:00 AM -- pack surfboards onto the car. rather, watch boys pack surfboards onto the car while i apply sunblock.
8:12 AM -- drive to Madeiras, a local surf beach.
8:30 to 11:30 AM -- get abused by waves. feel shame about being shit at surfing. go swimming or boogie boarding instead.
12:30 PM-- lunch at the mercado! taste everybody´s banana smoothie.
1:15 PM -- walk to the local bakery and buy donuts.
1:30-6:30 PM-- everybody splits up, either to lay in hammocks at the boys' hostel, use the internet, shower, read, or nap. We would also lay around postulating what we might do the next day (but really secretly knowing we´d do the same exact thing the next day) or what we might cook for dinner.
6:30-8:00 PM -- watch somebody cook dinner and complain aboutI´m starving. Suffer through more jokes about how "little one" gets grumpy when she doesn´t get meals on time.
8:00 PM -- eat, hang out more in the hammocks, sleep early.
I know it doesn´t seem terribly interesting to you passing 4 days like this, but that´s one of the problems with blogging, you can never really quite capture the feeling or an atmosphere in the way that you want to. I liked being a part of something, even if it was just for a short period of time, and I loved how we had all these inside jokes almost immediately. We were ALWAYS laughing, and because of those guys I will always think fondly of san juan del sur.
1 Comments:
i totally get that. those do nothing days but hanging out with a good group of people are some of the best times
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