Foregoing alarm clocks, we left waking up to our bodies own biological clocks. Yesterday’s drive felt like we bought those Sharper Image body massage pads for chairs except they were full of ball bearings and being operated by a chimp with severe ADD. Well after the sun graced the Central American sky with its presence our bodies decided they were sufficiently rested for another day in paradise.
Anxious that Ben and the Darma Initiative were already crafting a plan to indoctrinate us and trap us in the hotel forever I voted to find new habitations. Whether or not my gut was right about the Costa Rican Ben of Lost we shall never know, but my gut was right about one thing: I was hungry. Not only that but a wi-fi connection would definitely help in the search for another place to stay.
Up the dusty road was a new looking place called Combo that was everything we were looking for; they served food and had wi-fi, sold! The interior had everything befitting a beach town and air conditioning. Obviously this day would start like most others for me, with a cup of piping hot, fresh off the plantation coffee. Recharging with caffeine I jumped on AirBnB while Kerry crawled Google for suitable places to stay. Kerry’s brother had stayed in Santa Teresa recently so we were looking for something in it’s sister city Malpais. It’s beaches weren’t as inviting and thus was the less developed of the two neighboring cities; I like to think of them as Pawney and Eagleton (extra points if you get that reference).