Rum Town

Trip Start Oct 19, 2005
Trip End Jan 26, 2006

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Thursday, November 17, 2005

We left the Bearded Monkey with two grils who agreed to travel so Suan Juan with us, one German and one English. Im pretty sure this was a decision they lived to regret. Onto a chicken bus. And after a bus change in Rivas and a conversation with some kid in the worst ever spoken spanish we were in Suan Juan. We also managed to get a local Rastafarian dude `David` to join our gang. (well i think it may have been Kate who got his attention).

After droping our bags off in a cheap ass hotel / cow shed we hit the beach. The two women and Eli hit the water but still being in bandages I couldnt do my floating thing, which ive got well down at this stage. After a nice feed and a few beers by the beach we went to a shop and picked up a nice little 2ltr bottle of Rum. After drinking this on the beach we had a little lapsh of memory. Were thinking it was the sea air. We woke up worse for wear. Apparently Eli was trying to swim in a 3 inch puddle consisting of water and crap. Luckly he didnt think if going for a dive. The land lady was no happier either. We had to wake her as i had misplaced the key, which somehow turned up in my pocket the next day. After waking up to find my new shorts torn i then discovered a massive cut on my left cheek, ass cheek that is. Eli also misplaced his flip flops. That was in, no more booze for us!!!!

So its day two in Suan Juan, feeling a little ropey we decide a beer or two are in order. Back to the bar by the beach. After a few beers we were back on form again, no problems here. We had put the last 24 hours well behind us. Back to the Rum shop we did go. The Same procedure followed: > Down to Beach
> Mix Rum with coke
> Put in Lime, for a bit of poke
> Mix.
> Drink Drink Drink!
> Run out of Rum
> Return to shop for more
> Have arguement about size of bottle required..etc.

The next morning started as the previous one did. `wonder what happened?` get filled in by girls. Discover battle wounds. Eli swollen eye, me sand encrusted face, cut knees, cut elbow. The land lady also went trough the same `lost key` story and it turned up in my pocket again. Time to get out of here. The two girls had pulled plant and so did we, down the street to a nicer hotel, for some TV and air con.

The next day it was time to get the hell outa Suan Juan. A burst for the border was well in order....
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taraflynn on

I have come to the conclusion that I really hate you guys right now. What right have you got to have such a good time frolicking in the sun and rub our saddo depressed noses in it as we freeze our asses of here at home.
What do you mean Im just jealous? I happen to enjoy gettin up at 6am every morning and spending 2 hours travelling to work on the overcrowded train and spending the following 8 hours working through piles of paperwork, life is great, and I actually pity you over poor things.

Now, why dont ye just feck off and face the horrible ordeal of lying in a hammock on a warm sandy beach drinking a tall cool glass of 'rum and coke' while watching the sunset without a care in the world.....jees, you guys have it tough.


adrianh on

Good Man Eli,

How is things, did you get to wet a line on your travels, many snakes

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