Living in Tamarindo

So I’ve been slacking as usual. Sorry for taking so long to get some fresh content on this bad daddy. So I’m making sure to do it right this time around. Lots of things happening over the last few weeks so let’s begin.

Right before I left for Kentucky for X Mas a few of my friends and I decided to throw a impromptu Christmas Party. We decided to have our shin dig on a local Catamaran Boat. It was a pretty sweet deal. For 45 bucks we got 4 hours on the boat with food and free drinks. Mid way through the trip they dropped us off in a local cove to do some snorkeling for about an hour. Below are a collection of pics I took off and on the boat acting a fool.  Read more... (432 words, 24 images, estimated 1:44 mins reading time)

Conference call at

2pm. Its now 1:30. At

the bank and the power goes out as soon as my number is called after waiting an hour and half….

Welcome to Costa Rica!

Okay it’s not a perfect Haiku but I got the first two lines right.

Yes that is correct I now officially own a car. I don’t know if I just signed my death certificate or not, but if you’ve ever heard anything about Tico drivers then you know what I mean. They are by far the most ruthless people on the road next to me of course. These people will pass in almost any condition on dirt roads laced with pot holes, around massive buses going into a blind curve or through a herd of cattle.  Read more... (392 words, 4 images, estimated 1:34 mins reading time)

The other day I was riding my bike. I was hauling butt down this massive hill near my place. About 20 feet from the bottom I started patting myself on the back for not falling over the last 20 times I’ve ridden down it.

Wouldn’t you know it almost immediately my front tire it a rock and I went end over end. It would have been very funny if you were watching from the street. A couple cars stopped in the street and couple of people came over to check to see if I was ok.  Read more... (226 words, 2 images, estimated 54 secs reading time)

Last weekend I had a great lesson on how I view the world and how I react to it.

I decided to go back to my new stomping grounds, Playa Grande, again. As I was packing up I laid my only nice surf board up against the wall. I decided to move my mountain bike to get something and forgot I was wearing a backpack. In the process of turning around I swing my bag into the board and knock it on the concrete. A true Patrick moment for those of you who know how clumsy I am.  Read more... (685 words, 1 image, estimated 2:44 mins reading time)