On Sunday when we woke up pretty much right after we ate, we went into the ocean for a swim, then we waxed our surfboards and had a 5 minute lesson from Carlos that consisted of him saying "This is how you pop up, and when you fall off come up with your hands on your head for protection. Go for it."
And we did. All of us went into the ocean and attempted to surf. Carlos and Dunia were swiiming around giving one on one help, which I accepted. Dunia helped me for most of Sunday.
Our day was spent swimming and surfing, only really coming out of the water to eat.
Monday was more or less the same, but with several pick up games of beach volleyball with us, Nicaraguan surfers, and a european tourist. I played a full game to 30 points, and even though every time i touched the ball the other team seemed to get a point, it was really fun. I surfed less that the boys did on Monday, but i did do a lot of swimming and reading in the beach, and i was enjoying myself. But then I fell asleep and woke up with my face feeling hot...I decided it was minor, but that night washiong my face was super painful- It should have been a sign.
Tuesday was our last morning at the beach. Only Steve surfed, the rest of us sat around and broke down camp and complained about our sunburns. Mine was terrible- I won't go into graphic detain for everyone's sake. Late morning we got into the van and headed for Grenada, a colonial city about 2 hours from San Juan del Sur, where we were. Grenada is a GORGEOUS city. Well preserved, and with far less grafitti than anywhere in urban Costa Rica. We found where we'd be staying, showered, ate a little food, and collapsed until it was time to go see more of Grenada. We went to a spot that lots of people go to, both Nicos and Tourists. It overlooked Lago de Managua.
I'll continue later.
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What a beautiful place where you were at the beach. Did you stay in youth hostels? I love the photos. How is the sunburn doing now? Love you.
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