i dont trust people with gold teeth

so we've been hainging in san juan del sur. you know, living the surfer life, brah.
this place was recommended to us by none other owen wilson (jons hero)...also rayce darlington bigged it up.
its kinda turisty..but good, and not expensive like everyone says. we rented a little room/apartment for 6 dollars a night from a cool ass lady named 'mama sera'..we had a balcony which we sat on a lot and enjoyed the wind. and rum.
the milkshakes were spectacular and cheap. they had real coffee.
or if you want, you can just sit on the beach and watch girls get stung by jellyfish.

for our last night, we went to a bar with live music. while there, we played a danish drinking game with a swedish poker master and some norwegian anarchists. the game was stupid and terrible but it worked.
i ended up playing with crabs and a swedish girl on the beach.
jon ended up talking to a spanish sand artist.

today we endured a 12 hour trip from south nicaragua to san jose, costa rica.
our bus was stopped three times in the first hour, by policia looking for illegal nicaraguans. stupid. as if suddenly nicaraguans are going to appear on the bus after the first check. but when have cops ever been intelligent?

also some motherfucker was farting the whole trip. we think he was at the front of the bus cause you could see effects ripple down the bus. people would successively start covering up and opening the windows as it faded back. so youve got the option of farts in the bus or burining garbage outside. both bad.

we made it here to san jose. paid too much for a cab, but we;re chillin with our boy matt in his apartment.
getting ready for the big match on sunday. our boy nadal is gonna kill it!

*the title of this blog has to do with the fact that down here its very common that people have gold or silver (not real) teeth/fillings whatever.
so whenever people smile at me they have this mouth full of goldish silver. and something about that makes me not trust them or think theyre sneaky bastards.

ps. im coming home on thursday, feb 5th.
need a place to sleep that night.
holla at me.\