Nosara, Costa Rica -- night

My plans may very well be moved up. The town of Nosara is nothing like Samara. Nosara is located about five kilometers from the beaches, which means that I had a long walk to the beach and a long walk from the beach today. Although the beach is nice as I said earlier, I'm not sure its worth the long walk now. My legs are pretty tired now, to the point where it was a bit uncomfortable to explore the town after getting back and taking a shower. Luckily for my legs, but unluckily for a good time, there is nothing to the town of Nosara. I ate dinner at one of the two bars, which was surprisingly expensive for being inland and lacking a heavy, visible tourism.

Actually, I'm now down to just over 10,000 colones, so I have decided to leave on Sunday morning. But because of the lack of social life, and the resulting boredom, I am now considering leaving tomorrow for San Jose. Its been over a month that I've been travelling solo, and I could use a return to 'civilization,' so to speak. But, more specifically, I would like to get three full meals a day, and have some nice conversations with my aunts and cousins.

Right at this moment, a frog is hopping by on the gravel in front of the bench I'm sitting on. Anyway, its probably about 9pm right now, and I'll likely be going to bed soon. This, for lack of a better option.

I've already read a section of my book, smoked a Costa Rican cigar, and now written in my journal. One of this afternoon's redeeming events was a conversation I began when coming upon a man walking towards me on the dirt road when I was walking to Playa Pelada. I began with the simple, but sincere question of the time of day. From there, he asked the usual questions, like where I was from and what I was doing here. He ended by saying that I was very nice and very friendly and that Costa Rica would be a better place if everyone acted like me. It was a very nice compliment.

I agree that I wish more people were friendlier. I have no problem beginning conversations in situations like that. But when I'm alone at a bar, where there's always a group of buddies there, its too imposing to cut in. It would be nice if others would reach out to start a conversation. I look forward to travelling with somebody, so as to have a better chance for us to reach out to others, or else, to speak between ourselves.

I'll be happy to reach San Jose. I'll make a decision tomorrow morning over breakfast as to what to do and where to go. Without an alarm clock, I hope I wake up early on my own.