It was a fun couple of weeks. My friend Greg gave me a couple of complimentary surf lessons, loaned me a body board to try out in the surf in front of his hotel, we did a little maintenance on the hotel (made me feel like less of freeloader), toured a national park (saw sloths and monkeys), and spent a lot of time just hanging out. And sweating. It’s hot there. Maybe not as bad as Wyoming last month, or Nebraska, or even Iowa during the first few days of RAGBRAI. But hot and humid, and air conditioning, while not unheard of, is rare. Something to do with the commercial rates for electricity (high) and the average wages (low). Walking into stores in the nearby town of Jaco, we found AC in about 1 store in 20. Supermarket, and some of the finer bars and restaurants had it. T-shirt shops, most bars and restaurants, souvenir shops, surf shops… all did without. Sweating isn’t a national pastime, its just something you do. Deal with it. Wear your bathing suit all day every day, step under one of the many outdoor showers frequently, and never towel off.
Learning to surf is something I’ve always wanted to do. To short lessons and I was almost there. And based on the passion that most surfers display, I was expecting something to experience something magical. And I was… underwhelmed. It was fun but the scenery never changes.
Body-boarding was no better, although I did try to learn that in waves approaching 8 feet, with not much pattern, occasionally one would be going sideways. It was like getting into a front loading clothes washer and trying to keep your head above water. I was literally cleaning sand out of my ears for a week.
I’m very glad I went and could imagine going again. Meanwhile, there are other things that need doing.