I am absolutely exhausted, so I'll keep this entry short. Right now, my head hurts, my stomach is still recovering from being upset last night, and my upper trapezius muscles are so sore from carrying my backpack that they are barely functional. All of these conditions were effected adversely by dehydration; throughout the afternoon and evening I felt faint. I had been sweating bullets all day long. Although my money situation is getting dangerously low, I am considering staying here (at 2500 colones per night) for tomorrow night as well; my physical recuperation may very well outweigh the pressing need to keep moving, to reach the next town with a bank, Samara, located about thirty kilometers to the north.
In my next entry, I will explain in more detail my journey on foot from Manzanillo to Playa Coyote, and the subsequent hitchhiker's ride from Playa Coyote to my present location of Playa San Miguel. I'll be sure to re-count the mix-up with Joe and Michelle in Manzanillo before leaving, the very short hitchhiker's ride along the beach up until the Rio Bongo, my subsequent fording of the Rio Bongo, and my scaling of ten- to twelve-foot rock walls at Punto Coyote when the tide was out. Mind you I did all this with an approximately twenty-pound backpack strapped to my shoulders and a plastic bag in hand carrying my boots and sandals.
Today was truly a grueling and trying day in my journey, not just for my body, but for my mind as well. I will write again tomorrow if I have an opportunity.
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