Monte verde (part 1) - Dec 1

Terrible, terrible nights sleep last night .. felt I needed an early morning surf as I am heading away from the coast for a few days, hence went to bed early. Unlucky for me, one of the two annoying Canadian frat boys brought a girl back to the dorm (no funny business, but their talking kept me awake until she left). Then just as I was about to get back to sleep I hear;

drip .. drip .. drip 

It sounded like it was coming from behind my head, I put my hand out to feel for any moisture but dont find any. Then I place my hand on my bed to realise there is a big wet spot. My hand feels around in the dark to find drops of liquid seeping from the top bunk. It doesnt smell of urine .. plus surely a bladder cant hold that much volume. I check my phone it is 5 am .. so I head out into the common area (trying my hardest to avoid the ramblings of a drugged up 42 year old american), and pull up a hammock whilst the sun slowly fills the sky with light. 

Didn't manage any zzz's in the hammock, so I head out into the water around 6 .. such a beautiful time of the day, and only a handful out .. lots of waves for me until the lineup filled up. 

After my surf I had breakfast with Zack, watched Man City draw with Everton at the internet cafe, said goodbye to my hostel and caught a minibus to Monteverde. 

One of the vistas on the road to Monte verde

Monteverde is cold, misty and windy .. Went out for some drinks in town with a Saudi Arabian girl .. Discussed politics and religion, the two big no goes .. There was a couple of bands playing in the bar .. One that was indie rock and the other that played mid 90s grunge.