This morning I went out to the beach to look at the waves. The surf was really flat, so I decided to go for a swim. I was having a lot of fun floating, body surfing, and of course pretending I was a mermaid.
A lifeguard was out there paddling around in a kayak, and when he came near me I said "Hola, como estas?" (Cause you know, my Spanish is pretty bad-ass like that, and I like to show it off).
He asked me in Spanish something about kayaks, and I said that I'd never ridden one. So he was like "get on", and I did. I found out that he had lived in New York for a couple of years, but he said since I was here to learn Spanish he would only talk to me in Spanish.
We paddled around and caught some waves with the kayak. It was pretty fun! (Not as fun as surfing though - sorry, kayakers.) Then he had to go back to work but he said that at 5pm he would take the kayak out to this little nearby island and we could check out the beautiful shells there.
When stuff like this happens I am always torn between wanting to have an adventure versus not wanting to go off somewhere with a strange dude. (Even a lifeguard who was helping me practice my Spanish. Or perhaps, especially not a lifeguard...)
But, adventure won out this time. And of course, since I am writing this, he did not turn out to be an axe murderer. By Costa Rican standards he didn't even try to hit on me. Well, he did ask me if I was going out tonight, but I told him that I don't like to go out without my boyfriend (which is true anyway).
It was a nice journey out to the island, and I got some sweet shells which I will photograph at some stage. I even paddled for a bit! And, at least I can say that I went somewhere today besides the supermarket and Pizzaola. (BTW if you come to Tamarindo, I highly recommend Pizzaola, it is delicious.)
Sunday, April 5, 2009
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Dude, sea kayaking is AWESOME -- I lost a couple of pairs of glasses kayaking during typhoons in Japan. Having never surfed though, I won't argue about which one is MORE awesome.
Whoa, if I lost my glasses I would cry. Probably even more than I cried when there was a cockroach in my pillow.
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