The Plot Thickens

January 16, 2003

So we thought it couldn't get any worse. It did. We took the truck to a transmission guy, who wouldn't touch it until we had the engine fixed. We took it to the engine guy, and he says, " Sell it. Don't drive it." Basically we need to buy a new truck, a new motor, maybe both. It can't really get worse, can it?

Post Traumatic Stress Meltdown

Where are we now? What are we doing? We run a Surf Camp in Costa Rica. And we're glad we don't have problems like that anymore :P

Ready?

January 15, 2003

We got our bags, finally, and of course the only bag that was torn was the board bag. :(  Luckily the boards themselves were free from harm.  Today the sun was out, the winds light, but the truck misbehaving. We spent 2 hours in the DMV today and are yet unsuccessful in acquiring the title to our truck. It seems that the person who we bought it from as well as the used car lot she bought it from no longer exist. We need signatures from both these people for the duplicate title. Catch-22, or something more bizarre?  The truck has decided that it does not like gas from the front gas tank, so were having that looked at tomorrow, as the transmission people won't touch it until the engine runs well. Aside from that, everything is great!

Jen and Leilani

Where are we now? What are we doing? We run a Surf Camp in Costa Rica.

Dinner Por Favor!

Hawaii to San Diego Airport - HNL to SAN

So far, we have been searched, metal detected, delayed, fogged in, and have not yet received our baggage. The weather is beautiful, sunny, 65 degrees in the shade, and about 80 in the sun.  Since the bags have my camera dock, you don't get any pictures yet, but rest assured, you will be inundated with them shortly. The journey has begun.

San Diego Airport. Jan 14, 2003

Where are we now? What are we doing? Right here: Surf Camp in Costa Rica.

How it all began...

In January of 2003, Ingrid and I quit our jobs, sold our cars and all our stuff, flew to California, bought a truck and a callen camper, tricked out the camper shell with new walls, a bed, cabinets, fans, lights, a fridge, and drove south. 

We created a diary of our exploits and adventures covering a year and a half road trip through Mexico, Guatemala, El Salvador, Honduras, Nicaragua, Costa Rica, and Panama.  We finally ended up in Pavones, where we set up and still run Venus Surf Adventures, a surf camp in Costa Rica far from the trappings of modern life (well, most of them anyway), in a bucolic, remote, jungle beach town. 

We love it here, and this blog is the story of how we got here.

Yep, Pavones Perfection.

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