Orange-and-carrot-flavored Tang. I woke up yesterday and drank some and the rest of my day was equally wonderfully weird. Rode the bus to Jacó (I had to carry my tripod and don’t have a case so the bus was easier than the bike). Rode on the back of an ATV through town and then on the back of a dirtbike about 10km up into the mountains near Jacó.
Took some real estate photos. Rode back to town on the back of the dirtbike. Caught the next bus out to Herradura.
It doesn’t really sound particularly weird. Or wonderful. But when I think about the fact that I’m Costa Rica, taking dirtbikes and ATVs into the mountains so that I can take real estate photos as opposed to my life about two months ago… yeah, it is wonderfully weird.