so in my last story i touched on the fact that i fall on the rocks constantly. i realized the equivalent for everyone...in the winter in colorado there is snow, and often ice. ice is slippery but being coloradoans we have developed our own way of walking in the snow and on ice so we don´t fall on our asses (or faces). well i think there is an equivalent of that in samara, and it is walking on rocks. i clearly look like a visitor when i walk on them becuase i am always slipping and stumbling and falling, not on my butt but crashing my legs and feet into other rocks. these rocks are sharp mind you so feel free to feel bad for me :) just kidding!! i am in costa rica for crying out loud, it is awesome!! but seriously i have some scrapes.
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