Playa Pelada, Costa Rica -- afternoon

I'm sitting on a log while writing this, facing the ocean, wearing only the bathing suit that I've borrowed from Carlos for this whole trip. I'm in a pensive mood, thinking about the past. Oftentimes I wonder how things could have been different. But to no avail, because here I am all alone. I'm sure its for the best, but there are still times when thats hard to accept. Its during moments like these that I wonder where she is and what she's doing. And I also wonder if she ever thinks of me. I can only imagine, and sometimes that's scary.

Anyway, here I am at one of the three beaches of Nosara. This is the only one, though, that received 'la bandera azul,' which means that it is at the highest level of environmental cleanliness. Of course that's why I came. The water looks darker blue from the shore, but is very clear once you're inside. I could see my feet the entire time I was in. Also, the waves are pretty calm. It's very nice.

I wanted to stay until Monday morning, but I may leave on Sunday. There are two factors. First, money. I have 15,000 colones, but with 2000 colones per night for a room and a tight budget of 2000 colones per day for food, I'm left with only 3000 colones to make it to at least Nicoya, if not all the way to San Jose. That scenario is if I stay until Monday. The second factor is fun. I like the beach here, but it may get old quick, especially after two days straight. I may go to one of the other two beaches, but we shall see.

But the real clincher is what to do during the night-time. Without meeting anyone to talk to, I am relegated to writing or reading my book. These two are just fine in their respective doses, but too much may drive me to leave for San Jose. But all of this I counter with the prospect of what I will be doing in San Jose; probably much of the same. Of course I'll play it by ear.