lena and daniel. i think.
properly squatting in the peninsula de nicoya located on the northwestern pacific shore of costa rica, i am beat.
possibly even disgruntled.
i fault gustav, the tropical storm that has left me a damp backpacker for the last 12 hours. and even the hustle and bustle of trying to navigate my way from nicaragua to costa rica. so far, this was the most seedy border i have crossed. most things went wrong today. the market in san juan del sur, nicaragua was out of pitaya, my favorite breakfast refresco. my backpack fell from the overhead stowaway compartment on the chicken bus and bashed me in the head. and, i ended up stuck on a bus at night. i was dumped off in the rain in the the middle of this ghost town, and wandered the streets for cheap sleep. rarh! a crazy day. the only good thing i can surely report is that i'm in costa rica, and tomorrow the rain will subside. if not, i'll sleep through it all.