Pues, Ty y yo compramos boletas. El autobus estaba comfortable. Para andar en autobus a Manuel Antonio de Sanjose, necesita cuatro horas. En Manuel Antonio esta muy humido, y hace muchisimo calor. Despues de llegar en Manuel Antonio, Ty y yo encontramos nuestro hotel. Fue bueno, pero el internet esta roto, y huele malo.
En nuestro primera dia en Manuel Antonio, Ty y yo comimos desayuno a Subway. Fue muy bueno, pero yo olvida Subway esta muy caro! Despues de desayunar, Ty y yo fuimos a la playa! Hay muchas cosas para hacer a la playa, pero Ty y yo nadamos y "Boogie boarded." El oceano casi roba mi camera y nuestro toallas y ropa. Estuve muy enojado con Ty. Porque el no puso attencion de las ondas. Las ondas son muy grande en Manuel Antonio. Nuestro cosas todavia tienen arena en estos. Ai yi yi!
Nuestro segunda dia en Manuel Antonio, fuimos rafting con Amigos Del Rio. Estaba muy divertido, y yo disfruta mucho. Nuestro guias son muy amables, y yo aprendi mucho en el rio!
Luego, Ty y yo regresamos a San Jose, y nos relajamos en Domingo.
Last weekend, Ty and I went to Manuel Antonio.
This is a picture I took of Ty by the beach. Relatively It was a small area, but we had enough room to sit. It's really pretty, Because We're surrounded by a rain forest. About two hours after taking this picture, the tide had moved in to where Ty was sitting ... HENCE getting our stuff "whisked away" by the ocean. Apparently mom, Ty was loligagging, and our stuff Suffered ... There's still sand in the towels, even though our host has washed them twice already ... It's times like these I think my host mom's glad we do not know a lot of cuss words. ;)
One of the first things we did was rent a boogie board. The waves are pretty big, but When we went They were not too big to boogie board! If you catch a wave just right, you can ride it for acerca 75 feet, and That makes my inner-mermaid happy.
From this angle, you can not even tell I'm not a mermaid!
Thanks Mom and Dad for your undying support.
I digress.
MY FAVORITE PICTURE OF ALL BEACH PICTURES EVER!
Ty crashing. (Pause for laughter.)
And just so you know him crashing is not 100% commonplace, here's a picture of Ty after I rode in a really big wave. His smile says it all.
After our two hours of fun over boogie board were over, we decided to go jump some waves. If you haven't tried it, I would really encourage it... but in the midst of all of your fun, make sure your feet can always touch the ground. "Why?" You ask? Well, prepare yourself for an incredibly drawn out and dramatized retelling of a really epic (but probably less than epic) story.
It was a cold windy night and lightning bolts shot across the sky. The waves crashed against the jagged rocks of the shore. Wind gusted and eddied around my body. With my keen hearing, I picked up on a horrible sound: a baby's cry. That's when I plunged into the subzero water and swam like Michael Phelps (minus the weed) toward the source of the sound. I dove down and punched two great white sharks, and one killer whale. I then retrieved the baby, and brought him back to the shore making record time. I felt his tiny neck for a pulse, but was greeted with silence. Then, I performed CPR. Shortly after, Angelina Jolie and Brad Pitt showed up and adopted said baby, and paid me millions of dollars for rescuing him. His name is Shavonachashlynew. Ty and I can now forget about college and retire on a yacht.
Ha.
Anyway, the real story goes something like this:
I went out, and started jumping the waves, which is really fun. Somewhere in between trying not to drown and pretending I was a ballerina/gymnast, I started to hear yelling. Several men on jet skis were rushing out, and pulling people on, then rushing them back to the shore, while yelling at other people to get back to the beach.
I should probably get back in, I thought to myself. (No, duh, brainiac.) After jumping a last wave, I tried to put my feet down on the ground, and felt nothing. No big deal, I thought. Past lifeguard Kelsie can swim back in, no problem. So, I started the whole breast stroke and realized that wasn't going to cut it. After about five minutes of swimming and getting absolutely nowhere, I started to worry that I was going to have to let my pride suffer and ask for help. Just then a huge wave came in, and it crashed over me, and pulled me to shore like a beached whale. Then, I went back and told Ty what a great time I had, and how easy it was for me to get back to shore... He was skeptical.
We decided pretty quickly that was enough excitement at the beach for a day, and took the next bus back to our hotel... soaking wet... in our swimsuits because our towels and other clothes were wet and covered in sand. (Thanks, Ty.)
Our night took a turn for the better when we started walking around in search of a place for supper. We found a place pretty quickly. I had nachos, and Ty had a hamburger. Fun fact: Hamburgers in Costa Rica actually have ham on them, as well as a burger! After supper, we decided to walk around.
This is the beach by Quepo--the town close to Manuel Antonio beach. It's very beautiful, I think!
Close to this beach was a "super, rrequete, hiper, macro, mega" huge supermarket for vegetables. At least fifty vendors had set out fruit for sell. Of course Ty and I bought some and gorged ourselves later.
The next day, we signed up to go rafting with a company called "Amigos del Rio" or in English, "Friends of the River." If any of you ever end up in Quepo, I would definitely recommend them! All of the employees are super friendly, and we got a great deal that included two meals, one snack, a guide, four hours of rafting, and transport. We learned so much, and the guide even helped me practice my Spanish! We saw a lot of cool things, but sadly I don't have any pictures yet. When I get them from the rafting company, I'll update this blog and post them on here. :)
So, to sum up our weekend: despite a near death experiences, the ocean almost taking all of our stuff, and swallowing my weight in river water, I truly had a great time, and I think Ty did too. It's not hard to fall in love with Costa Rica, with such a laid back lifestyle. It's so easy to fit in here, and the Costa Ricans (or Ticos) are very welcoming. I'm loving my "pura vida" time here!
And thank YOU for reading! :)
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