Touch and go. 5 days in Perù.

Friday night, blaring live Salsa music in the background accompanied by the squeaky sounds that only a cuy can emit, sore muscles from surfing long lefts, the sun sets where it really should set, big smiles from meeting old friends. Where am I? That's right, I am back in Trujillo and it is as beautiful as ever.

I just wish I could stay for longer.

Ok, somebody please stop pressing the fast forward button on the story of my life. I barely got to Trujillo and left again.

Tia Carmen shuffling around the house in Calle Paraguay 499, David in and out with the energy of a thousand duracell bunnies, he has now started a cooking course and has some very interesting plans for the future, which I will not disclose on the internet just in case someone decides to steal his idea. Elizabeth working as hard as ever, but looking really happy. Carlita, Carolina, Rodrigo, Milton, Joana, Ericka, Octavio, Tereza, Tanya and Co. still going strong. The Huamanchumo family from the Muchik Surf School adopted me, fed me and treated me like one of their own. Gracias Marga, Milly, Monica, Chicho, Rubén y Omar. Doña Maria who calls me “hijito” (little son) and invites me to have a tamal and soak in one of those glorious Huanchaco sunsets. The children at USDA group takle-hug me and almost make me cry. The kids at Simon Bolivar stay in longer just to wait for me and want to play games. They group hug me too and won't let me go, once again I work hard not to cry.

I wish I could stay longer, but someone pushed the fast forward button and here I am sitting on LACSA flight LR 634 bound to San José de Costa Rica. I miss Trujillo, but I am also looking forward to Costa Rica. Doesn't the name alone sound great? “Rich coast” or “tasty coast” or “beautiful coast” -the adjective “rico” is pretty versatile- you take your pick. I have never been to Costa Rica before. I have never even met anyone from Costa Rica before. All I know is that it is a small country in Central America covered with rainforest and volcanoes , it has no army, is considered one of the most stable countries in Latin America, the locals are known as “Ticos”, the tourist slogan is “pura vida” (I like the sound of that, I think I will adopt it as my personal life motto, maybe I could have one of those fancy looking emblems like the aristocratic dynasties or private schools... put a surf board and a palm tree in the middle of it and add the pura vida motto) and it supposedly offers amazing tropical surfing. However it goes, I can assure you I will make the most of it and keep you posted-

Over and out from the skies above the Pacific Ocean.

P.s.: could you please ask the person with the remote control to press the slow motion button?