I’ve been sitting on this blog post for some time now. Needless to say I’m extremely happy to finally begin writing it all the while being stuck next to some fat smelly guy on my left and the drink cart to my right with the silly ass airline attendant spilling soft drinks on me.
In order for me to stay in Costa Rica legally (wink wink) I need to do a visa run every 90 days. Basically I need to be out of the country for a total of 72 hours or 3 whole days. Lots of people have ways of getting around this like paying a resident Tico with connections at the Nicaraguan or Panamanian boarder to get the necessary stamps for another 90 days.
I’ve been here for a little over a year now and I’ve yet to do anything that doesn’t involve the beach. It’s a little hard to explain but if I’m not surfing on the weekend I feel like I’m missing out on something.
I liken it to the days when I was drinking. I always had to be out and involved in whatever madness was happening for the evening. I was always the last to leave the bar because I knew for a fact that when I left all the blonde and brunette bombshells in town would show up topless and drinks would be on the house. Make sense??
Ok so it’s not that explicit but I thought I’d put the warning out there for me madre. Sorry mom if you are about to read this but yes your son thought it would be absolutely hysterical to dress up head to toe in a penis suit for Halloween.
And man was it funny. I’ve never had a better time dancing to old school 80’s rock music than being completely covered in a penis suit. Let’s just say I was a fan favorite of the ladies for the night.
No I’m not commy if that’s what your thinking. Well not yet we’ll see what happens in the presidential race.
Recently I had the opportunity to go on double secret vacation
to Cuba.
Most of you back in the states are wondering why in THE hell would you want to go there? Well like everything else stupid I’ve done in my life…. because an authority figure says I can’t (The US Government).
I first got the idea from a poker buddy. He went to see the actual “Buena Vista Social Club“. The way he described it sounded so exciting I had to check it out.
Hey Gang,
Terribly sorry to fall off the face of the earth. Please stay tuned for a big blog coming up about my trip to Cuba.
I had to jump into the presidential debate here for a second. I’m not one to pretend that I know all about each of the candidates and what their proposed economic plans are going to do for the country. I try to do my best to understand their potential implications but they are still a little over my head for the time being.