So Rodalfo and his friend Christian invited me to go to Puerto San Jose this past  weekend.

Puerto is a small beach town.  Everybody seems to know eachother.  Christian took me around town on the back of his motorcycle and was waving to pretty much every other person…

There was alot of time spent on the beach (in the shade of course) and hanging around in Rodalfo’s family’s restaurant eating seafood.  We also drove around a four wheeler for a bit on the beach which was really fun.

And unfortunately I somehow lost mi sombrero chilero…

Beach

View from the Restaurant

Fishing

We spent Saturday at Christian’s family’s restaraunt drinking, eating, and listening to mariachi.  Mariachi is no joke here, people get really into it.  Rodalfo enjoys singing (/yelling) along to the music and shouting out to friends that drive by (usually making fun of them).

Saturday night we went to a discoteca in town.  There has been a marked improvement in my dance skills due to the constant need to practice on the weekends.  I got a shoutout from the DJ as being a “buen honda from las estados unidos”.  We stayed up late just talking and hanging out.

Christian and his family at their restaurant (Christian's cousin Erik wanted to be sure that the "Gallo" label on his beer was visible in this photo)

The weekend was great excercise for both my Spanish and my liver.  Sunday was spent drinking and hanging out in Christian’s restaurant with his family.  Since we all had slight hangovers, I was told that the best way to remedy the situation was to drink more beer (and we’re talking early… like 8:30am  …when in Rome…)  and to eat “levante el morio” (wake the dead).  Levante el morio is a soup with tomatoes, eggs, and other spices… famous for curing hangovers.

Oh and my Spanish is getting better.   Christian’s cousin had me *roughly* translate “November Rain” by Guns n’ Roses and various Bob Marely songs…