surf, chill and relax - welcome to school holiday

It feels like ages and I couldn't really remember how salty water tasted, how sunscreen would burn in my eyes, how exhausting this hot humid weather can be, how to get up before 6 am and be excited about it, how itchy moskito bites can be or bloody hard it is to run on sand. But here it is, here we go and welcome back to my journey.

You can easily say that I cheated on myself, that I was going again to Costa Rica, a place I have been before and chose the easy way of exploring. Yes, I did not enter new territory, new unknown locations and uncertain situations. This time it was about pushing the stop-button and entirely focus on not focusing at all, not hassling for buses, accommodations and food. I wanted to just relax and surf some waves in a known environment. Santa Teresa is changing, everything becomes more expensive and ridiculously full of tourists. Especially for a still poor country the costs of making a living are very high, considering it is a lot cheaper up north of the border in Nicaragua. But maybe next time.

After getting here and making myself comfortable in the accommodation I realized that the prizes have doubled and the actually apartment I booked was to expensive. After 4 days and failed negotiations I left for another Lodge, the Funky Monkey Lodge. Quiet nice place with a few friendly guests. I felt good, especially because I had the whole dorm room to myself. But after 5 days everybody left and the manager was a dickhead. I didn't want to spend any more Dollar on him. Moving down the street about 300m away is amazing when you have to carry all your luggage at once. The Don Jon's Lodge is going to be my home now for … well, we'll see. He is funny, lazy and seems to be high all the time. But so is the vibe. Very relaxing and no worries at the horizon.

When I got here a huge swell, that made surfing impossible was decreasing slowly, so it took me a few beatings and a lot of hard work to actually make it into the line-up with those 4-6ft coming in. But as soon as it went to 3-4ft I had some amazing rides and felt the board under my feet working the way I wanted it to and the way I remembered it surfing back in Australia. The most beautiful compliment I got was from two girls from the UK that actually thought I was Australian and felt fooled as I told them to be German – haha. Me and Dirk were surfing every day as much as our arms could hold and had to take a day off after 10 days. Well, it was very small enyway. I am about to be 12 days into my travel and try to go running and sprinting every second day.

Oh on the 4^th day my Phone and Computer went down while it was pouring rain all night long. The humidity went into the two devises and I could literatelly see the screen on my phone going pitch black. So no pics, no whatsapp, no calls. Luckily the Laptop went back on after 2 days in a sealed bag with rice that sucked the humidity out. Wow, that was close. What else can go wrong? We'll see.