I have discovered today that I have a limit for the intake of music. The market across the street has been blaring uppity, tasteless Latin pop all day. This is music you are supposed to get drunk and dance to but all the Molly in the world could not get a crowd going tonight. Beach goers started returning an hour ago. I’ve only seen agua around here, no drink, which I don’t know is because of a ban on it at this Hostal I was not aware of or because of the fact that the heat and humidity give you a headache that can only be solved by leaving Jaco and drinking only strengthens it.

I don’t have the strength to see the nightlife tonight. Tomorrow I may be more able to defend myself from the mugger call-girls that are way less of an issue than Costa Ricans have been making them out to be.

Monday will be interesting. I wonder what kind of die-hards come to this town after spring break season.