Hola,
Once again. Thank you very much for all the comments it is great to see that you guys have been able to read up on what is going down. Thank you Camilla for those places to go in Thailand i really appreiciate it.
Anyway, What has happened since the last time i posted? i hear you cry. Well to tell you the truth, quite alot. Shannon was away last time i wrote so like i said i spent alot more time with the othe people at the project which was great. Yet i cant say that i wasnt happy when the 9 or whatever days were up. I met her in puerto viejo which is a 20 min bus ride from the entrance of the national park i was staying at. We chilled at nice dinner etc. Then hit a reggae bar in the evening, that place was jumping, granted, every tune sounds pretty similar to the one that has proceeded it, unlike drum and bass, but it was still fun. Actually staying on that point. No one knows what drum and bass is here, nor does shannon.. its reggae or hideous central american pop music, and i mean hideous.
So we returned to the project on the tuesday, having started to talk about leaving soon after as we felt pretty much done with the turtles. Plus, a couple of days before, i had been walking next to the toilets when, in typical ewan style, i stubbed my toe on a metal drain cover. Consequentally removing the entire nail from my toe. Which was nice. The tropical conditions also means that it takes longer for wounds to heal than it does tony to drive from shaftesbury to gillingham....which is a long time. Anyway, so that put me out of walking action for a few nights. Then when i returned with shannon i did my first patrol since my toe broke, woke up in the morning with an insanely bad pain in my eye, and a redness that could only be compared to what you may experience from the most intense of smoking sessions. So it turned out that i must have got something in my eye and it got agrivated overnight, but most people stayed away, believing that i was infected. Whatever, so the next day it didnt look that better. By this point it was thursday last week, and here in Costa rica they celebrate easter week. Consequently not everywhere is open, for that week. I got told that buses were not running and that if i wanted to see a doctor i would have to wait until monday. Not impressed by that idea i started to moan, then whilst we were eating lunch someone said "why dont you go and ask those guys from the red cross over there". I turned around and sure enough an ambulance was parked next to the beach with two paramedics kicking it in the sun. They were here because it was the easter holidays and lots of people hit the stretch of beach outside our station. So feeling like a bit of a prick i took my translator and found out that they couldnt do anything because eyes are to fragile and they didnt want to be sued. But!!! they could take me to the hospital, in their 4wd ambulance. What kind of idiot turns down a ride in an abulance?? I jumped in he got me to lie down on the most comfortable bed that i have laid in since i have been in costa rica. We bumped and bounced our way to the hospital where i was told quite sternly by a very vocal black lady that i should learn spanish, she then took my blood pressure and i swear squeezed harder than neccersary. Anyway the doctor gave me some eyedrops and a couple of pills but it was the hospital that interested me more than anything. the waiting area was open sided as were many of the corridors, with birds and insects buzzing about and doing their business. Fantastic for wildlife observation but im not sure it would be my first choice hospital for open heart surgery.
So a couple of days past and we made the decision to leave on sunday( 2 days ago). As sad as i would be to leave the people, turtles and the stunning views, im not sure that i will miss the work. We decided to try and rent the bar again for our leaving night. Rodolpho, the small time crack dealer/ bar owner was cool with the idea, so we ran with it.
During the day myself and two other canadian girls who i got on with reall well went to cahuita to do my laundry and find some green for the girls. So normally people come up and ask me but as it was easter wekend there were lots of families and police about so no-one was asking. We drifed around for a while looking for familiar weed faces but couldnt find anyone. The last resort was the laundry women who i have written about before and had become friendly with. Hesitant to ask her as i thought she may not approve i made sure i had paid for the laundry before i approached the question. Yet to my surprise when i asked she said, "marijuana? marijuana? we have lots of marijuana" Immediately she sprung into action, getting on the mobile phone and her husband going across the street to ask so strange looking chap whether he had any. So it transpired that one of us would have to go and get it with her husband and brother, apparently it was a short ride in the pick up, i elected myself. So we bounced down a dusty road and pulled up at this run down looking residence. The guy told me that it was jamican weed, best stuff in cahuita, and very sticky. I picked up an Oz for the girls, it was VERY compact but had a good weight to it, and was very sticky indeed. It cost 30,000 colones for the jamican Oz. That is about 30 pounds. I have never tasted such sweet produce, here they say it gives you a 'sexy' high, and they are not wrong, its bueno.
So we partied that night aswell, not to go into to much detail, drinking smoking etc. Hang over in the morning, left the project at about 12, in the back of a pick up. Then caught buses through into Panama (a neighbouring country) and finally arrived in David a big city in Panama at around 9.30. Bought food from the street market, which is mostly fried corn. More emphasis is on the fry rather than the corn though.
Left David Midday yesterday and arrived in Puerto jimenez which is ack in costa rica again, around 4 o clock (there is an hour time difference). Our last leg of the jounrney was by water taxi, across a huge stretch of water with high, mountaneous land all around, which was pretty stunning. Before we caught that though we went to a bar for a bit. This bar was something else, a bunc of dodgy looking fellas stood around eyeing up shannon, asking her to dance etc. I dont seem to be a problem for latin american men. Its almost as if im not here, they will come up and chat, whistle, ask her why she is with me and stuff, in spanish though, which is a bit annoying. Sometimes i do feel like showing them the devastation that these guns can cause.
So we are in Puerto jimenez today aswell, we leave for Corcovado national park tomorrow, which is what our trip is based around. Apparently the best place in costa rica. I have 6 days until i fly out of this country and for obvious reasons i will be sad to leave. Hopefully i will post before i leave, if not i will write from fiji. In the mean time stay safe and, the two jacks! very confusing, sorry about the mudle, chuffed to hear thatyou have a girl though kill. Hopefully there will be pics on here by the time you read this aswell.

Adios amigos