Sunday, 28 October 2012
Saturday, 27 October 2012
Tuesday, 23 October 2012
Interview with a Psychologist
This was a project as part of my psychology class. We interviewed this lady and questioned her about the subject of ADHD and the miss use of the drug Ritalin.
Jesus and Skateboarding
There is a passage in the new testament, the parable of Luke 21:14. Where by the poor are starving and the sick are in need of medical attention, and Jesus was just too busy being 'Rad' to notice them.
Barbed Wire
Every house and most buildings in San Jose have this kinda security system. Bars on all the windows and there is even a dude, who patrols out side my house with a big dog. Safe.
Me
I stayed in cool hostel in Jaco, the hammocks were amazing, I spent a whole day just reading and writing in my little note pad, which you can see in the photo. I 'll try to forget that the cleaner stole my phone and then when I claimed it was missing, she blamed it on her daughter. Somehow, it was kinda cute.
Carlos
My good friend Carlos, I have never met somebody who is so excited about the subject of smoking weed and girls. He can talk for hours about it.
Tuesday, 16 October 2012
Ramblings...
So, I have some how found myself taking refuge in Costa Rica. Over a month has passed and I have written down very little. But, like a cat, I managed to fall on my feet. I have fuckin' cool house, in a cool part of town with a cool room mate. Costa Rica is funny. Costa Rica is very interesting. You should see how the public transport system works here. It's fucked up. Being a bus driver in down town San Jose must be an awful job.
I often take these four hour bus rides towards the beech, where the seating layout is designed only for midgets and children. It seems that Costa Ricans are n't actually very tall, and all the busses' seating arrangements look like they are designed for people with same the size legs as a hobitt.
However, everything else works here pretty well.
Costa Rica is amazing, simply amazing. I just came back from a little reggae fueled beach town called Puerto Viejo. The place is really cool. Sunshine, coconuts, hammocks, rum, great food, nice people and shit loads of stray dogs.
I often take these four hour bus rides towards the beech, where the seating layout is designed only for midgets and children. It seems that Costa Ricans are n't actually very tall, and all the busses' seating arrangements look like they are designed for people with same the size legs as a hobitt.
However, everything else works here pretty well.
Costa Rica is amazing, simply amazing. I just came back from a little reggae fueled beach town called Puerto Viejo. The place is really cool. Sunshine, coconuts, hammocks, rum, great food, nice people and shit loads of stray dogs.
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