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“I don’t know how else to explain it. This isn’t about a trip to Costa Rica.”
In August of 2016, my buddy Adam and I took a trip down to Costa Rica. We surfed and ziplined in Jacó, explored a rainforest in Manuel Antonio, partied in La Fortuna – where we also climbed a volcano – and almost died in the capital, San José. At least, I’m convinced we almost did. Adam doesn’t think so, I think.
Man, what a trip.
Selection from chapter one: Costa Rica
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8/14/2016 And so I suppose now, my Fellow Reader, comes the moment I assume you’ve all been waiting for— the Magnum Opus of this merry tale of absurd and inflammatory nonsense in which our Holy Protagonist sets out for adventure to find himself and seek a moment of astounding enlightenment amid daring trials and tribulations and perils and dangers and gallant quests and encounters with fascinating people and enlightening conversations and unforgettable sights and upon return from this great and wild journey a new discovery of himself and the world around him and an opportunity for you Oh Holy Noble Reader to live vicariously through these incredible experiences and to dream of YOUR one day when YOU will have the courage to undertake such a journey yourself. So sit back and enjoy the ride because Costa Rica has been one zany insaney psychobrainy fuck of a holy trip.
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