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So here it is, our second night out. Blake and i met up with some Aussies at the hostel who were really cool. We all decided to hit up the bars later that night after exploring the city for ourselves.
I hit it off with this Aussie guy named James. His personality was just like mine, so we ended up talking for a while at the bar. He had been in the country for about a month and swore that Tica girls were the most beautiful people on Earth. Then he told me how he picked up girls at the bar. His pickup line: "Hola, Do you speak English?" i said that was a terrible pickup line, but he swore by it. So he decided to show me its effectiveness. We walked up to the prettiest girl in the bar and he laid down his line: "Hola, Do you speak English?"
Anyway, Natalia's friend wasn't impressed by James either, so I called Blake over to talk to her while we chatted.
Well, as the night went on, the four of us left and went to a salsa club. Natalia and i were hitting it off pretty well, but the other two didn't seem to click very well. It was about 2 a.m. when Blake said he was done for the night. i said i was going to stay out and told him i'd meet him at the hostel. "You're too drunk," he told me. "You'd better come with me." But i insisted i was fine and wanted to stay out a few hours more. "No, we've got to be up early tomorrow," he told me. "I know you'll never wake up in time."
"Well, i don't care," i told him. "i'm having fun." So he decided to forcibly remove me from the bar, haha. i ended up pushing him off me and then he started yelling. (This is why i travel alone usually now.
Minutes later, a group of five Ticos left the bar and told me they saw the whole fight and that it wasn't my fault at all. They told me they were heading to a bar that was open until morning and asked me to go with. I jumped in their minivan and we headed out! It was amazing to see how quickly you can befriend Ticos. They're extremely trusting and social. This was a good omen. We stayed out until 6 a.m. and then they dropped me off at the hostel.
Blake was right. i didn't wake up in the morning. i've got to give that to him. i fell asleep on a couch in one of the main rooms at the hostel. i'm told Australia was playing in the World Cup that day and that the Aussies were jumping around and shouting right next to my head... but i never woke up! Needless to say, we didn't leave to meet the other volunteers until the afternoon...