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costa rican slang of the day: if you´re out drinking and someone knocks over a bottle or trips or does anything else related to being drunk, everyone who sees it yells "taxi!" insinuating that its time to go home. i finally got around to going swimming at the waterfall and it was terrific. i also learned how to make these rolls that Arabela always makes that are perfect for snacking. maybe ill make a collection of recipes to bring home. i haven´t discovered what exactly it is but theres some bug here out to get me thats a billion times worse than a mosquito. the bites itch like no other and last forever. Marcos´finacee gets in tonight and i asked around trying to get an idea of what she´s like. what i determined was that carol ábsolutely doesn´t like her, gabi thinks shes alright, and arabela said she had no words about it, i think meaning she had nothing good to say about her. isidro continues to talk too fast, low, and indistinctly for me to understand what the hell hes ever saying so i just avoided asking his opinion on the subject. i met a couple of canadian guys staying at a different volunteering place nearby who were funny. one of them comes for three months then goes back to make money and returns for 3 more months. i think hes been like 3 times on that cycle. i guess thats one way to do things...the other one is his friend just along for the ride. the other night the moon was finally out and i coulda walked home without a light but when i said that to marcos he said no cuz you have to worry about the snakes. i got to thinking and that really sucks. its like always having to worry about being jumped. apparently after a terciopelo gets you you have about 30 minutes in which you are still capable of walking. so maybe its worse than getting jumped. except they don´t take your valuables so i guess if you survive thats a bonus. anyways end result is im scared to walk anywhere at night with or without a light now. SO THANKS SNAKES. k later people

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