What Happens in Costa Rica Stays in Costa Rica
As I have stated in the past, the fabulous "What happens in Vegas stays in Vegas" phrase applies to Costa Rica visits and even to the Grinkos, Canadians and Swedes that live there. I cannot even tell you the number of times a statement was preceded with, "This is off the record, but...", and the number of times that I was forbidden to share any of my stories with Jenny (I know! I don't get it either!). See why this was my seventh trip to Costa Rica in 1.5 years? Now you get it, don't you...
It all started with my 5am flight from Boston. US Airways- also known as "US Scareways"- never fails to deliver a few surprises. I arrived at the airport a bit later than planned as Boston likes to randomly shut down major tunnels and highways with the excuse of "The Big Dig". Right. I finally got in line with the 950 other people who were trying to check in for their US Scareways early morning flights. I stood there for one hour. ONE hour. Finally the airline attendant made a call for all passengers on the flight to Charlotte (me) as I was about to miss my flight. To make a long story short, I made the flight and I made my connection in Charlotte, but I got stuck sitting next to a 20-something hippie with a thick Southern accent, long hair, and a burning need to talk to me the entire way to San Jose. Trust me, I learned all there is to know about beef jerky (apparently this kid is an expert), yoga (yes, he did meditate during the flight), fishing, surfing, and the land he wants to purchase in Costa Rica (typical).
My first two nights in Costa Rica were spent on the Pacific Coast with my friends from Poker Host, Absolute Poker, Ultimate Bet and Pitbull Poker. This was a big step for me considering that I have never been anywhere outside of San Jose when traveling to Costa Rica. Ok fine, that's a lie. I have been to Jaco, but that doesn't count. There are a few things I learned this past weekend at that secluded beach, and I will tell you honestly- I am a smarter person now. First of all, I learned that five people can polish off three double bottles of wine, several cases of beer, a bottle of tequila and two bottles of vodka in less than 48 hours. I learned that two Swedesh boys can consume more food at 5am than ten people can consume in two months. I also learned a new word that can be added to my online gaming vocabulary list: FEK. It is a nice G-rated way to swear. You can even add "KING" or "KER" or "KED" to it. However, this word must be capitalized for the full effect, similar to SHPRITZ and its capitalization requirement. FEK. Now that is funny.
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