Our Busy Hooker

I'd like to share just a few more highlights of our trip to Costa Rica. If you are bored already with our trip, too bad cuz I got more to show you!




We went into "town" to Jaco a couple times to shop and go to the beach. I thought the town was really cool and I enjoyed going from shop to shop to see all the authentic lookin suff (or junk, in Al's words). Jaco is a beach town so the people all seem pretty relaxed and very casual, most of the attire there were flip flops, shorts, & tanks. The first time we went into town I chose the wrong outfit to wear.




I was wearing these heals which was a bad idea considering their sidewalks (in the places there were sidewalks) were bumpy, full of rocks and these little holes that would grab the heel of your shoe so when you walk over them, your shoe stays stuck in the ground while the rest of you bout falls on your face.


If that wasn't embarrasing enough everyone was staring becuase they've never seen such a tall monster in their town before, so I learned my lesson and the next time I wore flip flops and fit right in. Here is one of the anklets I bought from a guy for a buck!





Funny, I'm not sure why they have these trash basket thingy's on their sidewalks because they seem to throw their trash everywhere BUT here. I guess their not really known for their basketball players.




So back at the marina, Al and I weren't expecting to fall in love. Yes we are in love with eachother, but we weren't expecting to fall in love with a boat. Oh how we knew this boat was meant for us the minute we set eyes on it. It truly was love at first sight:






That's right, The Busy Hooker. Unfortunately the boat was too heavy to check at the airport and we already had too many carry ons so sadly we had to leave our love behind. One day, we'll be back...one day.

To help ease the pain of our loss, later that night I was pretending to be in our hooker boat joyfully rowing away, a girl can dream right?




So after we enjoyed some yummy frozen mochas, we went back to our hotel. The pathway to the Marina was beautiful. There was a really long ivy tunnel lookin thingy (don't know what they call it) that we walked through everday.






Isn't this the most adorable thing you've ever seen? That's my Big Al!




So the last night of our trip was great. The group we went with had a farewell dinner with great food and an interesting band. I say interesting because one of the band members seemed to be playing with himself, not his instrument. (Well, I guess it was "his" own instrument)




Here's some pics of the party:








You see this food below? Looks wonderful don't ya think?




Well little did I know that food would be the end of me. This was the last picture of our trip. Why? Because I spent the rest of the night puking my guts out in the toilet of our hotel room. Alex thought I got food poisening, but whatever you wanna call it was pure torture. And I'm going to spare you the details for now, but your not getting off that easy. I'll be sharing the funnest part of the trip with you tomorrow.

The part where I almost puke on a woman's lap.

I know, you can't wait right?