Whatever LLC had an awesome morning. After a breakfast of coffee, eggs, gallo pinto, frutas, and cinnamon bread, we went over to Santa Elena for the Friends Meeting. Deany, Kathy, Jeff, Abby, Tess, Cayman, Ann, and I piled into our TOURISTA taxi completely unknowing of the adventure that lay ahead. With all of the recent torrential downpours, the roads are pretty sketch. As in landslides may occur at any given time slash may have f-ed up the roads so that you really should not be driving on them. Not that this actually stops anyone from driving. So we are truckin along up the trocha when all of a sudden we get to a particularly muddy part of the road and we start getting slower slower slower until we are actually moving backwards. The driver then proceeds to tell us to all get out. I couldn't stop laughing. So we all pile out and Ann ends up completely immersing her foot in mud so she walks down the road to the nearest spring to rinse it off. Meanwhile, Diana and Michael have pulled up in their taxi on their way back to the ecolodge from the clinic (Michael does not have a tapeworm. I am so very disappointed.) and so they all get out to help. Our taxi driver has Jeff and Michael get into the back of our taxi for some sort of balancing act with the weight distribution of the taxi that is beyond me. Then, the driver backs the taxi up a ways down the road and comes barreling at the problematic mud area. Cayman, Abby, Tess, and I run screaming off to the side of the road, only to turn around and discover that the taxi did not make it and is backing up for a second try. Embarrassing. So the taxi backs up further and picks up more speed than the first time around and jets across the mud like nobody's business. We were all freaking out jumping up and down and screaming. It was the greatest thing ever. Abby got a video of it and the best part is that you can see Dean freaking out and jumping up and down cheering. Yay for Costa Rican Sunday morning adventures.
To celebrate our great feat, we went over to the cheese factory for ice cream at 10 am. Good thing they open at 7:30 am every day of the week. Strangely enough, there was this other guy there getting ice cream. He is involved with this thing that hooks you up with couches to sleep on across the world online. Pretty sweet. So he's sleeping on some tico's couch and was just walking around checking out Monteverde. Eating ice cream for breakfast. Whatever.
So then we hiked up to the Friends school for our meeting. We were still early. After all that. Are you kidding me? When we got there it was just us and about 6 other people singing songs. More and more people came in, and at 10:30 the meeting began. Meeting consists of one hour of pure unadulterated silence. Well you can adulterate it if you feel so inclined, but this morning no one did. So silence was cool. Except I never stop thinking. Ever. I can't just sit and be. It's a problem.
We told our loser over-charging taxi driver to meet us back at the school at 11:30. He came at 11:15 and left 10 minutes later. He sucks. So then we called the company and he came back. He didn't apologize or anything, he just kept sucking and being a loser.
We got back after lunch had already started, but Geovanny took good care of us. We had veggies and salad and beans and rice and questionable meat patties in red sauce. Um no gracias.
Since lunch I have been editing my portfolio for Jeff, and am finally done. Woo woo! Now I just have to memorize A Noiseless, Patient Spider before tomorrow morning. Ugh. Jeff came and gave Ann and I cookies because he's great. Then he threatened that if we were off by more than one word on our memorizations he would fail us. He thinks he's funny. He's not.
Tomorrow ecology leaves for Nicaragua. Good riddance, ecology. Good riddance.
We are going to have another fat OTH session tonight. I can't wait. I've got the shakes. It's been too long since my last fix.
peace love and taxi adventures
