Sloths and raftings and sunburnt knees!

Ok, so we went rafting on some river yesterday, it was pretty cool, me and Eric were on a raft with these 3 hillbilly chicks from Mississippi, they talked funny sounding. On our way to said rafting river we witnessed a 3 toed sloth in all of its glory. Amazing. It... did absolutely nothing. Lazy bastard. Then the guide informed us about all of its wonderful traits, that the only time it comes down from the tree is when it has to take a crap, and it digs a little hole with his tail, and then craps in the hole, and then covers the hole with dirt. How fascinating.
Anyway, while we were rafting, my suntan lotion obviously got washed off, and now my knees are all burnt and shiny! Yay! But its cool, its cool.
Oh ya, on the busride back from rafting, we had to drive through a lot of fog, and the stupid fucking chicks from Mississippi were yelling at the bus driver to stop and pullover until it went away, and then they started panicking and calling the busdriver an ¨idiota!¨, so fucking annoying. And they talked funny.
Ok, today we drive from San Jose to Monte Verde, supposedly a 5 hour bus ride, but I´m gonna guess that it´ll be more like 7 or 8 hours. Cool, cool, depressing, cool.
Anyway, pura vida and all that crap.
Peace out