A Busy Monday

Yesterday I had what you could possibly call a busy day. Ok, no, you couldn't. There are no busy days here. But a couple things happened.

First, my amiga took her first surfing lesson in the morning when the waves were tiny. She stood up, and I got some sweet pictures of her, wooo!

Second, I went into town (Quepos) to try and retrieve my lost ATM card. I was pretty positive that I left it in the ATM machine at BCR last Thursday. Of course I didn't notice until Saturday when I needed to get more money. (Yes, I pay lots of ATM fees but I don't want to carry around too much cash and get it stolen). I went back to BCR at that time, but they are closed all day Saturday and Sunday. Of course.

So now it's Monday and I head down to BCR again. I go in and take a number. 67. They are currently on 53. Five minutes later they are still on 53. I am questioning why I have embarked on this fool's errand. In another 15 minutes, two of the four tellers get up and leave for their lunch break. After holding my head in my hands for another 40 minutes, I finally get to talk to a teller! It was exciting, honestly. The teller I spoke to was the only one who actually got through more than one customer during that hour. He was like an angel. And, they had my card!!!!! So lucky.

After the banking session, I head back to the beach and rent a board. I surf for about an hour and then my arm runs into a cactus. Well apparently it was called an 'aguamala'. My arm swelled as though the entire forearm is covered by a giant mosquito bite. I was told to rub it with hot sand which actually did relieve the pain a bit. I was done with surfing though. Now I know what that feels like! I learn something every day here.