On Wednesday night, Monique and I decided we'd go to Samara for the weekend. We packed all our stuff and bought bus tickets on Thursday for 6PM. Joy decided she wanted to go to and together we headed to Samara. Using our handy dandy lonely planet guide we decided to hit up Cabinas Arenas for $14/night. Upon arriving at 11:45PM in Samara we went to CA where the owner led us to a room with one queen bed and one twin bed, a single revolving fan, and lighting reminiscent of SAW I, II and III. He turned on the light in the bathroom and the fan. The fan catalyzed the permeation of the smell of urine already wafting from our "private bathroom." Joy suddenly screamed at the sight of an enormous cockroach scuttling across the curtain. The owner laughed, grabbed the insect, and walked out the door. We decided we could hack it. Then another cockroach scurried from under the bed to another part of the room. We took the key and lefted it on the step of the owner's door. DEUCES!!!
We walked around until we found Lenning...the 19 year old Nicaraguan night security guard for Casa del Mar. We each put in $30 for a room with three beds, AC and a sparkling clean bathroom on the beach. Then we explored the beach. At Las Olas we ran into some twins from Connecticut who loved to drink ridiculous amounts of liquor. I peaced out and made my way to the dance floor. In my pants and "once on this island" cast shirt I flowed with the music. It was amazing. I met a cat named Jovani from the Keys. He also had a fluid style of dance. We infused African, Salsa, Merengue, Hip Hop and everything else we could into our dances.
Mo, Joy and I made our way back to the hotel at 3am. We stayed up taking to Lenning for an hour and I stayed up with him until 5am talking about his life in Costa Rica and the stigma that exists towards Nicas in Costa Rica. From my understanding the Ticos regard Nicas much like some Americans view Mexicans.
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