By myself

You know you are on the caribbean coat when they put coconut milk in the rice and beans. Well I'm in Costa Rica right now, traveling by myself. It's definitely a different feeling, but I was blessed enough to be traveling with a cool crew of people I met on the farm and we stuck together for about a week.

But first, the farm. It was hysterical at worst. Between making friends with the town drunks, milking cows with Ronald and hearing one of americas finest state that "I thought only the old school people spoke french in Canada" (there's actually a whole provence that tried for independence); i definitely laughed very very hard. a lot. deep laughs that were very very good for me. The farm was a great place and apparently i loved it so much i donated my trusty head lamp. bugger. But at least it is in a good place.

From the farm I set forth with Josh, Karissa y Francais. To the caribbean coast we went and a fun time we had. Free avocados dictated our diets, and whilst Francais tried to recruit people for his french separatist movement back in Quebec , the rest of us enjoyed the beautiful beaches and chilled out atmosphere. Puerto Viejo was great fun we rented bikes (francais crashed his, and nearly had the rest of us die in laughter) and snorkeled a beautiful beach in Manzanillo.

After a few days on the coast we headed to Bocas del Toro for a few more days of relaxation, whilst francais tried to grow his army. We had a great time there on little Basimentos. Great food and any tropical island with 50 cent beers gets my vote of approval. the coco bread, pan dulces and cheap lifestyle was a welcome retreat from Costa Ricas stupid high prices. Damn gringos. We also saw strawberry poison dart frogs!! Unfortunately we heard news of MASSIVE development projects attempting to get underway on Bastimentos right now and i fear this little paradise will soon look like the big isla, isla colon or any other stretch of Costa Rican beach front property... over run with horrible trashy homes. The beaches there were gorgeous, but maybe the frogs won't last much longer; in vain irony to just how splendid an environ they wallow in.

So now i'm back in the land of high prices and really looking forward to tomorrow. I'm heading up to Tortugero a national park where a bunch of turtles come to nest each year. I will be one of many whitey touristas but it been is something i've been looking forward to for a while. I know meagan will really miss this bit, so i won't talk about it too much.

I've laughed a lot over the past few days and life on the road has been fun, but only a week before i meet up with Meagan again... and that i am looking forward to a lot. It was great to travel with Josh, Karrisa and Fran; but new adventures await in Honduras. I can't believe the new job opportunity. Sorry Alpal, you're right I'll be swimming in bath water whilst you are trotting to work each morning in more clothing than i have with me.

hope everyone is well. If you get the chance, buy, borrow, steal or loan out a great book called "three cups of tea" by greg mortenson and some other author dude, a brilliant read and idea in todays tough world with the "war on terrorism".