Gatos y perros - it's raining them.

Hi from San Jose, where it's raining like somebody's been building an arc out back. Seriously, the impending rain this afternoon was refreshing toward the end of a 5 hour bus trip in from Puerta Viejo. Looking for a place to stay wasn't especially bad once we arrived either. Cool breeze, black clouds in the distance-- but no pasa nada, we kept walking for the better part of an hour. In fact, it didn't really even become a problem until we'd been WALKING IN THE DOWNPOUR WITH OUR BACKPACKS for TWENTY MINUTES. At this point my sister gives me her breaking point warning and indicates that although she has seen one hotel on the same street as the one we're looking for, it is not the hotel we are looking for, nor is it one she plans to set foot in.

Fortunately the "A.B.C." hotel had room for us. The owner told us we could dry off before we paid and he'd left by the time we headed out. The cleaning lady assured us we could pay upon our return. Hopefully he had planned to steal the copies of our passports and try on our sexy clothes after dinner.

Last night was one of the most miserable I've spent on earth. More about that later.

Overall the trip is fun. I have some funky bug bites. One is starting to look like the logo for the Houston Texans.

Also this is the first time in a few days I've had caffeine. Delight of delights! Those of you with a similar addiction should detox for a couple of days, it's such a cheap high once you start up again.