i´m in san jose costa rica renewing my visa. i tried to log on, and post some of my wildly entertaining experiences last night. but the hotel computer room was filled with giggling frat boys writing their girlfriends.
dear susie,
you should see the peasants here. fuck, they´re ugly. lol
i could forgive them if they were busy banging hookers. at this time last year i had already enjoyed the sounds of two call girls moaning in the next room. this year nothing. just room after room of sleepy gringos.
this computer´s crashed twice already. it´s a hyundai. nothing but the best for visitors to costa rica. the fuckin keyboard is in some strange language. french maybe. you need to hit three keys simultaneously, then chant over a dead Nicaraguan to make a question mark appear. no spell check either. all this for $2 an hour. i might as well be living in the dark ages.
i´ll be staying at the dunn inn for a week. i´m going to make the rounds, maybe enter a no limit holdem tournament. alex says it´s ok if i pick up some whores. i´m too poor for that. whoring in san jose is not cheap. but if i can find a decent computer i´ll write something up.
update! half brother raul writes: repeat after me, i am not a peasant, i will not live like a peasant!
in light raul´s sage advice, i will rethink picking up a hooker while i´m in costa rica.
