Cowabunga Living

The four idiots are officially checked into the new "Cowabunga Pad" for the next few months. Spirits are high and our new place is totally righteous. Amenities include four surfboards, prime beach location, waterfall pool, wireless Internet, sick balcony with pong table, vault, ample bed space and hot jams. We have made it out to surf twice. Tonto dominated the gnarly waves while Adam, Scott and Spanish got dominated.

We live in a surf town in the jungle. Our flight into the town was amazing, but reminded us of something out of the movie Blow. Nosara is small but everyone has been really nice to us and now that the rainy season is almost over, the town is about to become overwhelmed with tourists. This is good because everyday we have gotten completely drenched by the rain. There are no paved roads, which is common in Costa Rica. For the first few days, we had to choose between three or four places to eat. Luckily, all the food has been really good. There are several dogs who like to follow us around town. One has hung around so much that he has earned the name Mr Balls.

Today we trekked a few miles to the supermarket which is anything but super. The trip back was tough due to the typical afternoon downpour and an inch or two of mud on the road. Needless to say, the dry season cannot come soon enough. Our boy Juan Surfo is hooking us up with some bikes and possibly a place to live for the second half of the trip. Three of us have jobs already and the fourth will have one soon.

There are tons of girls around who totally dig Spanish's latino style and his general "I just don't give a f**k" attitude." We are psyched because a bunch of new places are starting to open up this week. Look for a tour of our crib and more updates coming soon . . .

-The Box