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Costa Rica, take 2

Saturday, December 29th, 2007

So I decided to give Costa Rica a second chance. First time there I got stuck in a door bus, credit card was swallowed by a machine and a hostel owner chased me to my room in the middle of the night. But this time I felt safe with the protection of Jaime and Ylva, two work buddies in Nicaragua.

After such a long time in Granada we were all a little happy to be getting out. Ylva and Jaime mostly wanted to leave because they’d said goodbye to people so many times, only to bump into them again a while later. The biggest problem Jaime and I had was finding Ylva. We sat patiently waiting for her hoping to get the 3pm bus to Costa Rica, but at 5pm we were still one Swedish girl short. Nicaraguan graduations tend to run over, she eventually came back to us later in the evening.
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Claire´s Clumsy Costa Rican Trip

Thursday, December 6th, 2007

Costa Rica is a bit of a blur.Not only because this blog is so far behind, but also because I got out of there as soon as I could.

It all started when I bade farewell to my friends of five days in Panama. Everyone who I’d arranged to travel with couldn’t get out of bed early enough to make the boat. So I set off alone, had about 6 minutes of lone travel before I met four Norwegian guys who were heading to the same hostel in the same spot, in Puerto Viejo.

Puerto Viejo is a little beach town on the Carribbean side of Costa Rica. Everyone I’d met in Bocas Del Toro said I had to check it out. It’s only two hours from Bocas, if you take a boat through the swamp and taxis the rest of the way.
Just as I was starting to like this new place I bumped into the couple whose room I charged into in Panama. After some quick thinking I decided the best thing to do would be to disguise myself by getting dreadlocks. I went for a 13km cycle along what Lonely Planet called a ‘mostly paved road’. I’m guessing the LP people haven’t seen that road in quite a while.Had quite a few close calls riding over those potholes. I met a lady with a hairdresser sign outside her house. She invited me into her home and said that for a $100 she could give me hair extensions and dreadlock it all. She said she could make me look just like Bob Marley. I disappointed her by saying that although I do like his music, looks-wise, he wouldn’t be my idol. So I went with the easier and cheaper dreadlocking of the hair I had already grown myself. 3 hours and an incredible amount of pain later, I felt well disguised from the scary Spanish couple.
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