I'll Just Go For 1 Hour

So, the magic 8 ball convinced me to go to the birthday party at Iguanas. I really was planning on going for like 1 hour, since I was already feeling a little sick with a sore throat, and who knows what else. I mean, if I was already going to be feeling sick the next day, I might as well have some fun while I can. You know, for just an hour or so.

WELL THAT DIDNT HAPPEN.

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Why yes, that is us dancing up on the chairs. Man, that never gets old!

Then I got Iced :(

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That shit made me cry, but I got my revenge later:

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So one hour turned into a few more. A few icings later, maybe a Shania Twain song that I maybe rocked out to, maybe some chair top dancing, maybe some after hour dancing at the dang Crazy Crab, I did finally get home at 4am. The next day was a whole other story, but I'm pretty sure even if I had stayed home and watched Baby Mama, I would have felt the exact same. Score one for me!

Equalizer

I wasn't kidding about the equalizer waiting around the corner for me. Today I woke up with a hell of a sore throat. Booooo. I have so many questions. Will this turn into some kind of parasitic virus that attacks my liver? Or will it just be a common cold that I can knock out in a few days and some whiskey.

Anyways. There is a birthday party tonight that I've been wanting to go to. I miss Iguanas? I want to go there? What? It's late, I'm tired, not feeling well, it's raining, my hands smell like tacos, and so I asked the magic 8 ball if I should go to Iguana's.

It said "Yes, Definitely"

:(

The Circle of Rum

The sunset last night was so beautiful! Everytime I looked outside, the sky was a different color. Check out Jesus in the pink sky!

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Then, it was piña colada time! Before we knew it, the lightning storm espectacular started-- wow, it was blinding at times. Can't tell you the last time I ever saw anything like that. The rain poured down, but that didn't stop anyone from cruisin the bars. After dinner, Netty & I took not 10 steps and came across some more crew amigos. Beer stop! Then we headed to Iguana's of course. I resisted, then caved. It was actually really chill and fun. Yay! It redemmed itself. Then I was convinced again to go another bar. You know how you start off saying you don't want a bender? Then you have one? Is that just me? Anyways, the last stop was one of those bars on the beach, that spills out onto the beach and is awesome. I couldn't possibly have more beer, so rum it was. I love me some full circle moments, and this was one of them. Once Single Ladies was over, it was time to hit the cama. Gooood tiiiiimes. GT's.

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Look who's bloggin again!

8/9/10

Greetings from Nicaragua! Over a year ago, I noodlled around Buenos Aires for 2 months thinking that would be my only chance to live abroad again. And now, here I am again. Just goes to show, what the heck do I know about anything.

First Nica impressions:
1) Oh, hey, humid
2) Glad I didn’t bring my extra jacket
3) But my 6 scarves will come in handy

Nicaragua looks a lot like Costa Rica… green, lush, bright little casitas, dogs everywhere, horns honking. I got picked up at the airport with other peeps on the S22 crew. By peeps, I mean dudes. I was in a van with 12 dudes. The good news is that one of them was nice enough to pick up a 12 pack of Toña at the airport. So, with beer in hand, at 10am, we were on our way. Naturally, we had to make 2 more beer stops. Literally, all dudes. Some dude humor got awkward at times… for them, because I was in the car. For me, because it just wasn’t funny.

3 hours later, we get to our little San Juan de Sur town. It’s cute, a bit rundown, but charming. We pull into our living situation, and hellloooo villas! Wow! This was beyond anything I would have expected. I’m in a 2 bedroom house basically. Unreal. Also, I’m at the top of the hill, and I get some awesome views. Really thankful for this. Also, the place is called Palermo – like in Buenos Aires. Swoon. My view is the hammock pic up top. Unreal.

Before heading to lunch, me and my 3 other “Post” peeps have a beer. Because, why not. We open the door to the back patio area and squish a scorpion. Boom. Just like that. Now I’m petrified of being barefoot. Then we headed out to Iguanas. Apparently this is the place to BE in town. Reggaetone, waterfront, what have you. I had some fish tacos. And 2 more beers. Geez. Why not.

Afterwards, we head to basecamp! This is where all the offices are setup. It’s like a trailer city. Pretty cool. There is also a giant boat in the middle of it, and a pool. I also finally got to see Netttyyyyy! My dearest Annette, Goood Tiiiiimes. What a fun welcome.

Dinner time finally came! We went to the “really nice” place. For a drink and a delish steak meal, it was just $25. Pretty great! Also, some head honchos were dining there, and some other sort of diplomat/big important person. The town is so small, who could it be? Who needed a security outside the restaurant, and inside the restaurant (standing behind me). He even checked in the bathroom to make sure it was clear. Although, no one but me seemed to flinched when the stray cat was going nuts in the bathroom. Don’t ask. I don’t get it. We were all zonked, so we called it a night.