The memory of a great night

Yesterday I had a brilliant night. It started at about 2 o´clock in the afternoon, when I came back to the hostel from surfing. The drinkmates from the night before already opened th first beers, but I could withstand but justed relaxed. This was proofed to be a wise decision. At about 5 ´clock a joined the drinking circus and played drinking c ard games (everybody picks a card turn by turn and the card basically decides who has to drink). At 8 o´clock a life band played cover songs. Just before I managed to get some food which was again a 3* Menu and that in a hostel (which meant budget prices). I choosed the Marlin with mashed potatoes in light sauce. The Marlin was fresh, the mashed potatoes homemade and the sauce just delicious with grat and strong flavours (of which I only can name Rosemary).
So I when I finished the plate,m the band started and since many had already forglued (I don¨t know if you say so in english, but whatr I wanna say that most were already at party alcohol level). So it was already a good party when the owner of the place came in and ordered for himself a giant margaritha (which was about a liter in a giant cocktail glas). All others got free shoots directly in the mouth and some orderd also giant drinks. I stayed strictly at beer and that seemed to pay off today. Further details are more or less roumors, because I can¨t exactly remember. What I can was dancing with the prettiest girl (that is not a roumor but was testified by many (sucessless) others) in the bar to sublimes What I got and it was really close. Ok I remember a bit more, but that is nothing I have to describe here in detail.
The morning was surprisingly easy – no headaches, no hangover, but a morning surf with just one other guy. The waves were kind of heavy and you had to be really quick (what I wasn´t most of the time). Although I surfed the first time with the shortboard and had som adjustment issues.
After the surf I packed and watched the massacre of the party with lots of Hangovers and still strange articulation (believe me, normally this person can speak english but in the morning it was finglish, which I didn´t understood.

The drve back to san Jose was great. I took the scenic route over the hillsides which seemed to be we backbone of costa rica aggriculture with coffee, sugarcane and fruits. In Carthago I stopped to see a beautiful church, which featured a colonial style with all white walls and low roof and more mosque style towers.

Tomorrow I have to drop off my rental car and then take the bus to Nicaragua. The car was a small 4WD Daihatsu Terios. Normally I hate SUVs, but for these bad roads to made sense, since the roads are all over with potholes and a solid car pays off.

And as aspecial for Kris, but not limited to Kris here they are the first pics:

More pics at: Imageshack

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