and here´s rob taming a coco.
LA was wonderful. we spent the day with ben, an san fransiscian who crashed with prue for the first half or so of this year. he took us to a little club that his friend Annie works in just around the corner from her santa monica apartment. we had to catch a plane, so we couldn´t stick around for the live sunday night jam, but managed to sink a few drinks and catch some sweet k7 style soul with the djs, and took part in a blessing before the live act, which involved realising that yes, we all are love, yes, we are all cosmic entities that rarely step into each others orbits, and yes, it´s not just horrid corporate team building exercises that encourage you to reach out and touch the person next to you. for an uncomfortable amount of time. poor rob didn´t have anyone next to him, so his gaze made out with the stage.
made it to costa rica today,after having to buy an ticket from costa rica to mexico at the airport! eek! hopefully the refund works tomorrow- but a certain trap for new travelers. a ticket out of the continent is not enough, it must be out of the country, which brings a necessitates transportation being a little more organised than planned, or perhaps not planned? we spent tonight at a large pirate themed casino drinking cheap wine and beer with Juan, the friend of the father at our hostel in alajuela, watching seattle and whatever GB green bay? play football in the snow, while a meringue covers band with three vocalists and all manner of splash, crash and no doubt mash,rash and hash cymbals beat about on the mezzanine level above the bar. actually above. much twirling and hip clicking on the dancefloor, with the help of cuarto hombres, a sort of party crew for ´ladies night´, jiggling and thrusting, with shirts unbuttoned, as if they ever even had buttons..., to the navel. tengo calando!
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