After leaving the island the gang and I made our way to the surf town of San Juan Del Sur. A place that feels like southern California, because the Gringos outnumber the locals 3 to 1, and there are wannabe surfers everywhere. Everybody here talks surf, is like whats up dude and just kicks back after getting there ass kicked by whitewash. Sorry to say I have been one of those Gringos, here on the Gringo trail you see the same people over and over. Leave them one place and they show up two days later at the same hostel, six hours from where you first met them.
It has been fun meeting people from all over the world, here to just gain experience, and become more worldly. I´ve now got more connections and have the options of going many other places. Everybody is pretty open and has nothing better to do than just strike up conversation. I have not always been one for small talk but have loosened up a little and thrown out my share of BS. This pics are from the days at San Juan Del Sur, this huge bay that is overlooked by Jesus himself, or at least a huge statue of him that you can hike up to. I have to say this journey and the abundance of religious icons, churches and celebrations has given my new found faith and spiritualality.
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