The rest of our Tamarindo trip went by very fast. We spent about three days walking up and down the streets going into restaurants and shops asking if they were hiring along with some wishful souvenir shopping. We met up with one of Callie's contacts that works at a sushi restaurant there. We were very hopeful when we found out where she worked, but she couldnt help us. Unfortunately, Tamarindo is a very touristy area so we were not able to get jobs because we didnt have papers. Everywhere we went either wasnt hiring or asked for papers. Papers being work visas or visas in general. We met one hyper but cool woman named Kiki that ran a little shop on a corner of the main strip. She was very excited to help us out, to say the least, but she couldnt hire us because she didnt need any more hands. She did offer us a couple of rooms in her house to rent if we did find jobs. Thanks Kiki for the hospitality but we didnt find jobs! After many letdowns, we decided to just enjoy the rest of our time in Tamarindo on the beaches and get to know our hostel roommates. Callie and I reverted back to goofy children everytime we stepped foot in the ocean. Giggles nonstop!! We were gaining our skills at swimming with the waves so fast. Body surfing without boards is so hard! Great exercise, though. On one day, we ventured far down the beach to Langosta, which means lobster in spanish. Didnt see any. Langosta was sssoooooo beautiful. Really rocky but amazing sand. Long stretches of nothing but soft water beaten shells. At one point we were traversing the rocks right as a huge wave crashed against the rocks and soaked us! It was hilarious. Thanks ocean for the presoak. This part of the beach is where all the surfers who want real waves go in Tamarindo. Those waves were very strong!! Once we settled down, Callie and I spotted more beach fronts but we had to swim across the crosspoint where the river met the ocean. It was a little scary because the current there was very strong but so worth it. On the other side, we found tons of beautiful shells which we made huge piles of our favorites. Callie even found a very complete sand dollar. Our piles were so huge that we didnt have enough hands to carry them back across. Our master plan was to swim across, get our water bottles, swim back, and put the shells in the bottles. We failed. The sun was setting and the tide was coming in stronger. We attempted to swim back across but soon realized how weak of swimmers we are. So we dont have our Langosta shells. Booooo!! That actually bothered me a little. I whined about it the whole way back. My shells! On the last few days in Tamarindo, two of our roomies named Justin and Ben got pretty darn burned while surfing. I mean crispy. Ben, being the pale, freckled, red head he is, got it the worst. He definitely had an allergic reaction because his skin on his face started to blister and bubble. Then it started to peel and bleed EW!! So nasty, bleh! he looked like a zombie hahaha! NEVER forgetting that. On our last night, we went out on the town and celebrated. It was a great way to end our Tamarindo trip, even though Callie ended up in the bathroom haha! We didnt take many pictures in Tamarindo. Our technology was constantly dead but we do have some for future posts.
Miranda
Tamagriiingoooo! Shortly after arriving, we looked for employement as Mirda mentioned.With no luck. But that ended up being a blessing since Tama was not what we were looking for. We spent a lot of time with our Hostel room mates going to different beaches and exploring. It was beautiful and a great way to accustom ourselves to the ocean. The waves weren't massive, but big enough to body surf and if you can afford it, learn how to SURF. Which I plan on learning how eventually, after I build up my swimming strength. We knew that we had to move on and find hope. We got tips that futher down the Nicoya Pennensula in Santa Teresa and Mal Pais are touristy, but way out of the way and more likly to hire gringas, such as ourselves. Then came the call from our friends in Galileo that there was a hotel that needed help down that way anyhow. So we made reservations at a hostel and settled in for our last couple of days in Tamarindo. We hung out with our new found friends, explored the beaches. Playa Langosta was just indescibable. Sooooo beautiful. We passed maybe ten people walking to the beach. Just Nature and God and Sea and Wind and ahhhhhhh. Just about got swept out to sea by the current crossing to a beach island. But it was fun. We knew that we were going to be okay, so we were laughing and cracking up at being swept to the sand bar that we knew was there to land on. Suddenly shrill whistles rang in the air. People turned and watched the life gaurd run toward us. Thinking our flailing and cackling meant we were drowning and panicking. So funny. We had a couple more awesome people come through our last night and decided to actually hit the town and see what Tamarindo had to offer. Im not much of a social butterfly and bars aren't my scene. But, the people around me made the night beautiful. Unfortuantly, I did end up on the floor for about on hour. But I did make it to my six foot high bunk bed. And true story, bro. Ben's face was epic. Never have I seen someone lightly touch their skin to have it peel off in inches. Luckly, there was a doctor that stayed one night at the hostel and was available to help them with medical advice. Our next post will be long and only be about one hellacious day. Peace out cub scootz (just say)
