Back at the hostel

After eating we went back to the hostel to reorganize our bags and hit the sack early. Here are some photos from inside our room.

Above the bed was this sketchy little loft/bunk area that Mark made me hang out on. I don't think there are building codes in CR.

Gross! The bathroom was so bad that I didn't take a shower and I chose to touch as little as possible with bare skin.

San Jose Soda

Upon recommendation we chose a nearby soda to eat the first night in CR. It was a short walk but when we arrived, instead of looking like something authentic, something Costa Rican, we found what looked like an American diner. We were tired and hungry and decided to give it a shot despite the decor. I got the special thinking that if they were so proud of it to make it their special then it must be at least edible. Mark on the other hand went the route of American cuisine at the American inspired Costa Rican diner. He ordered a hamburger. After a few bites Mark started to get suspicious of the grey meat.

Can you see his mind working? He has finally figured out that maybe this hamburger is hiding something. What's funny is that we ran into people later on in our trip that had eaten at the same restaurant on the same night. One of them had ordered the hamburger also and she said that it had a literal slice of ham on top of the patty. She also couldn't eat all of her dinner.