Yeah, so we got here today. Whatever. Most people would be phased flying to a foreign country. Not us. We´re just taking it as it comes. Living life second by second. So we´re in this bad ass hostle also. I just met my first travel friend as a matter of fact in the washroom. We briefly discussed how it was strange that there were urinals in a co-ed bathroom. His name is Dave and he´s from California. We havn´t exchanged emails yet but i´m sure we´ll be friends for life. Also the people who own this place really like insense, bob marley and dreads.
On a side note, prostitution is legal in Costa Rica which I don´thtink the average tourist would notice, except at the airport where there are giant signs saying ¨Hey Tourist... You have sex with anyone under 18... We´ll pay for your trip to jail.¨ These signs are even funnier because they´re attached to cardboard cut outs of guys who look really surprised, and are holding it like they´re a limo driver waiting for a client.
anyways I´m tired. Tomorow we´re going to explore or something. I hope i don´t get mugged. my mom would be pissed if i lost my new camera. her final words to me before i left were ¨Be Cafeful of your VALUABLES!!!¨ There may have been an i love you in there... but i had my game face on and missed it.
(((HUGGS)))
Dave -and lazy asleep kim
also more spanish
I really should have learned words that don´t have to do with long term relationships: ¨?QUE?¨¨
ps... spanish keyboards are fun
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