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The only reason I stayed in San Juan del Sur for as long as I did was because every Sunday there is the Sunday Funday pool crawl. Sunday. Funday. Pool. Crawl. It's like a bar crawl in that you go to different locations and get really drunk. But it's wetter than a normal bar crawl. Because instead of visiting three different bars you visit three different pools. And that's pretty awesome. Basically the day went like this: go to pool, drink (a lot), get thrown into the pool by one of my friends. Repeat....

I've determined two things about my desire to be a surfer: 1. I need to take more lessons. 2. I need a bathing suit that isn't broken. Because I can't stand up on a board. No matter how hard I try. And because the straps broke off my bathing suit back in Caye Caulker and the waves in Hermosa were so strong that my top ended up around my waist. (No worries, I put on a tank top...