Remember You Are Half Tico
Today I had one of those cool experiences you don’t expect. We stopped by a hammock shop because erica and I wanted to get some hammocks to sleep in. I started talking to the salesman in spanish and he was surprisingly honest and helpful. He asked where I learned spanish and I told him my mom was from Costa Rica and he seemed very surprised and said “ah so you are tico?” And I said well no not really and he said “yes you are half tico”. I tried to bargain with him on a hammock he said was really strong and well made but he wouldn’t budge on the price. He said his boss would be angry with him if he did.
We decided to leave since I couldn’t purchase my dream hammock. As we left he told me to have a safe trip and not to forget I was half Tico. I don’t know why but his honesty and helpfulness really took me by surprise and I felt the need to write about it. This trip has been full of discussions with some really cool people.
Just last night I talked to a really cool guy with Erica about his plan to get himself all the way from his city in mexico to the tip of Argentina (tierra del fuego) using public transportation. He had to work about two years and quit his job at Nissan to do what he dreamed of. I really admire that kind of attitude, he left the world behind, his family, friends, job, all for an adventure that would require him to live on almost no money. He said he thought his travels would take him almost a year. Wherever he is I wish him the best of luck.
We met some really cool people at the Pura Vida Hostel in Tamarindo. There are a couple of Swiss boys that stayed in our room last night that are pretty cool. We went out to the club with them and last night was ridiculous. I’ve never seen so many young foreigners in one place all drinking. It was ladies night everywhere so maybe that’s what brought everyone out. Anyway I’m thinking of spending a few more days at the beach before traveling back inland to see my family. We’ll see what happens, its fun not having a plan.
