Okay, so the Facebook Nazi's took down my video, I guess cause it had a backing track. Like I am really costing some band any kind of money.... *sigh* Well here it is on the blog, in all its glory! Toby and I TOTALLY rocking Sierra. Well kind of rocking. Actually I guess more like soft rocking. But we had fun! This is film from last year and last week pasted together! Enjoy!
Saturday, March 14, 2009
Sunday, March 1, 2009
Exiled Update SPECIAL: We are in Costa Rica Edition
Hey everyone! A surprise internet conncetion appeared when I decided to turn on the the netbook just for giggles. Turns out Ricky installed a new connection in the hotel today, and now I am able to blog from the patio overlooking the beautiful Carribean Ocean. The picture I have here I took with the cpu webcam, and it sort of blows, but given that I am here, and you're there, I think we can all agree that I am doing pretty well.
It has been another typical lazy day here in Cahuita, somewhere between Limon and Panama. We awoke around 0700 hrs with dad banging on the door, summoning us for coffee at TK and Michelles new suite. A leisurely breakfast followed as the sun started to bake the rain sodden path to the area of the beach we swim at. All along the way there are leaf cutter ants, sloths, lizards, an occassional bright yellow VERY deadly snake, and of course, beggar monkeys. Little bastards.
Sarah is snoozing now, and I am gazing over the screen at a picture perfect white sand beach, palms swinging in the breeze, reggae music blaring from downstairs. Life is grand, no doubt. Cheers!
It has been another typical lazy day here in Cahuita, somewhere between Limon and Panama. We awoke around 0700 hrs with dad banging on the door, summoning us for coffee at TK and Michelles new suite. A leisurely breakfast followed as the sun started to bake the rain sodden path to the area of the beach we swim at. All along the way there are leaf cutter ants, sloths, lizards, an occassional bright yellow VERY deadly snake, and of course, beggar monkeys. Little bastards.
Sarah is snoozing now, and I am gazing over the screen at a picture perfect white sand beach, palms swinging in the breeze, reggae music blaring from downstairs. Life is grand, no doubt. Cheers!
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