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balance (2): san jose redux

Monday, September 6, 2004

san jose redux

x gave me a wake up call for breakfast and we decided to head for the city since it was too late by then to take any tours. i scoured the bookshops in the san pedro area for english books but found only crappy mystery novels and shakespeare. snapped some pictures of statues, bought a kilo of fuzzy sweet rambutans, giggled at the matronly whores flouncing in front of a brothel. wondered why anyone would ever want to live in san jose.

x spent the day doing his boy thing. i watched more movies- happily. and ordered room service brought to me by a shy boy who tried conspicuously to hang around. in the late afternoon it rained torrentially- very beautiful and creepy. i smoked a cigarette on my balcony and stared at the black brooding clouds, breathing in the fog.

x arrived late, drenched but happy, and we headed out for a final night on the town. some very bad fish at del rey and great music at key largo. i swear i will take salsa lessons! it's so sexy! ...lots of elderly men from florida with young 'ticas' undulating in their laps, wearing midriffs and hauling shockingly fat bubble booties which x insists all latino girls have. they are good dancers. no boys to speak of though. & that's it. we had to catch our shuttle to the airport at 5am. a blur of xanax, uncomfortable seats, cinnabon, hurricane-dodging in miami, and a curious excitement at coming home. byebye costa rica. i may not have had the best attitude to start with but all in all i doubt i will be seeing you again.


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