Orgasma with the boys
19.01.2006 20 °C
Another early morning rise to take the local boat back to the mainland. I fell asleep on the boat almost right away. No time to waste. From the pier we took taxi to the Nicaragua border. Our cab driver were playing disco songs that were older than any of us but we dared not to complain. I exchanged my cordobas to colones and walked across the border into Costa Rica with the others and our backpacks.
San Jose is about 4 hours away from the border. I sat next to Gen on the Tica bus. She is one of the smartest and most confidence women I know. We are the same age. I respect her. We talked about many things including men and work. But this ride still gave me a bad headache. We finally arrived at the Coca Cola bus station of San Jose, not the best area for first impression. We quickly hopped onto a few taxi and headed to our hotel in the historic area.
Our restaurant for farewell dinner is only half a block away. It was beautifully decorated with elegant murals and mirrors. I have been longing for a glass of wine for a while. Now I had my chance. Three glasses, a nice sea bass and lots of pictures later, we said goodbye to some of our group members.
9:30pm was too early for bed. So me and the boys decided to stay for another drink. I initially hesitated to switch to cocktails after the wine, but gave up when everyone was ordering cocktails. I pointed randomly on the upside down menu and sure enough, it was the 'Orgasma' with white creme de cacao, amaretto almond liqueur, triple sec and vodka. It lasted for at least 20 min. Not bad We had great conversations and I was getting better at Chris and Gareth's British and Irish accent. I felt quite honored to meet such great guys on this trip who are smarter and more mature than their American counterpart of the same age. What a breathe of fresh air from New York where most men tend to care about no one but themselves. That night, I had a 13500 colones dinner. Felt like a millionaire for the first time!