Monday, October 23, 2006

A FORCE of 1 Equal to a Host of Hoplites Harries Hollowed Ground; Or, How Sir Pooh de Bear managed to stumble off the Boat to a Green and Blue Heaven

There was much time betwixt Small Corn and the rest of Costa Rica and Nicaragua. But this is an after the fact Blog that I write whilst bidding my time before taking some unsaid sweet University job in Taiwan. It is a reflection on a past not a terrible evil past of torn burnt bodies that fell in white phosphorous rain from a one plane sky. Not a time trapped in a boat of Buckys and Squids


Not a memory of Desert heats or broken dreams. It is not dealing with freedom given to captured prisoners or the most twisted of videos that recorded their children's death. No, though many a unfortunate Marine might relate these stories to you mine is a tale of luxury, excess, dallied away time, and peaceful days where the greatest strain was of my own foolish far out swimming and the trouble I had rousing myself to actually go out and swim.

You see I won the Fight and the WAR. Others were slain, men died even as I swung my thinning bulk in my hammock. And even as I chatted idly with some German and Swiss Lasses another man struggled to make back of the mouth Hckkkkkkk sounds negotiating with some local Iraq elder. But that was removed from me. I'd won and no harm that might tear another Marine's body to ribbons could come under my foot. I won. I'm not a L000zer. And, my brave friends, my unschooled unimpressive sk00led chums of yore carried out the plan of the day.

I guess I miss it, I was thinking about all the death while I was sunning... It a sad thing and strange that others should die by the willful cruelty and vehemence of another man while I in turn rested protected by space and oceans. Rigtht ahh soo I came to Mine Isle- for verily any Isle and land upon is MINE BY DIVINE RIGHT OF KINGS! THE SWORD! EXCALIBUR I NEED THE SWORD TO BE KING! Errr ahh yeah sorry my favorite lines in Excalibur for Uther. Anyhow, I was on Little Corn Island.

Truth is I came with Santa Claus- well I left on the Saint Nicholas Ferry:

I liked it so much I decided to jump from the third deck, having seen two boys jump from the second deck in the middle of the ship. So I assumed it would be completely safe to throw myself off the third deck at the far end of the ship. And it was. The water was a deep pure green and the abundance of lobster, shrimp, and conches witnessed the purity of it.

And this guy did not seem to mind a Loon was taking flight off the ferry- but then there would be no chance for me to do srupid Law suits like in the Idiot Judge American Courts where you get money for smoking and spilling coffee on yourself...

Not much of an industrial revolution going on the East Coast of Nicaragua or the Corn Islands. You must jump in while it is pure of prorgress.


The main "town" area itself had contemplative fishermen...

Mmm a local Merchant I think ... can't remember hugs all around anyhow when Pooh comes to town...

...and friendly young lasses - perhaps the next Halle Berry in ten years?

I have a bit of coffee and a tad extra for the view at the Dolphin...

Hugs for everyone...

Of Course I was friendly with the waitress at the Dolphin- Taking silly hug pictures with them is fun for all...

Of Course I stopped to get yet another picture with another happy waitress:

these are some town tacos...

Some girls with the fisher boys behind them...

the fisher boys:

I don't know what they caught...

Here is a German Lass who left Elsie's Resort right after I arrived- ahh well

This is me Eating some delicious ocean fish Cooked by a Canadian named ahhh Jack? He was a supreme cook of Elsie's:

So the first resort I was was named Elsie's I think...

A wealth of Shells was piled on the sands of this resort:

Far from the shore was a sunken ship I swam to maybe a mile out can you see it?

Cute kids were abound...

And yet the sandy ground and nearby neighbor who seemed to be trying to imatate a Southern Fella detracted from the setting...

Child Labor ahhh it's good for responsibility...

Here we have the cute kids resting from their labor:

Later I left Else's after two days for a grass covered paradise Derek's place Little Corn -

The same helpful German or was it Austrian and Swiss guys also shared my company at Dereck's

And tese were also their friends who went on the Ferry with me

I saw this while walking around the island; a ardruious taskwhichh takes around an hour. It was the bomb. I feel badbecausee when I left I broke a stair going downbecausee I was carrying my loaded pack and wearing my boots... ahh well Sorry Derek and Anna...


In is true that I found a cherub In Dereks Place a small blond angel her Brother was a happy little fellow also- but she was by far more given to flights of fancy, I pray Heaven never lets her hit the deck too hard- she is a bit to brave for her own good she could be a great Free Runner Athlete...

She even brought out her old Piratecutlasss and gave me a sword Salute when I left...

I'd take a 3 round 5.56 burst in the gut for this small one every time... Christ save her. Happily I think Small Corn is a safe place for children - I got to go to Iraq to do that...

Here is another cute little punk who stopped by- he was right out of a cartoon as his pants kept falling down - and I don't mean it in a mean taunting way ... it was more like when you see the old 30s and forties movies with the little boy whose pants keep slipping - anyhow it was hilarious - but I was careful not to laugh at him...

Hey It's me and Portly the Otter! Who is more silly?

There was also a very kind German lass who I later went swimming with she and her friend were strong swimmers and eager as me to see the sharks and eagle rays we viewed

This is the only 'road' to 'town'

Walking on the Jungle Path I heard the constant noise of something finally I realized it was numberless crabs that lived next to the beach and became active at night

A brief look off the path:

Heres me...

Sans Me...

Nothing is more macho than barefoot basketball...

Did I play with them? Of course not I'm on vacation- and besides if I came down from a rebound on their toes I'd crush them. But they did have a good time aye?

Oh and let us not forget the small fry happy punks and punkys of little corn-

-these East Side of the Ocean peoples are good at English but I like speaking the Language of El Cid to them as my Knight Errant Adventures and Battles would leave even The Cid Speechless...Some happy kids living in the big town errr well the biggest town on the island that is the only town on the island...


And here we perhaps two of the cutest pirate girls I've ever encountered- For as everyone knows The Corn Islands were the Pirates refuge for years- protected by the reefs that showed me their ship wrecks while trying to cut me too on their corrals in the dash of waves. Lucky for me I escaped unscathed, I can only hope these punkys grow up as sweet as they were then- at least they have plenty of lobster, avocados, and fish to eat.


Hey look it's Pirate girls!

Sunday, October 22, 2006

Quepos and Manuel Antonio- The Beach 120 Real Class Time Degree on English Teaching; Or, Occasioning Pooh Waxing On with Honeys and Friendly Tiggers

What do I do when I wait for laundry to dry? Hug the cute punky kid while her mother says, "Ahh so Pooh de Bear has come to my Laundromat...?"


Truth is this was one of the cuter punks I've spoken with in the town; may she grow up hale and untouched by the crime and sadness of Quepos and only enjoy it's tropic locals.


Anyhow most of the kids were cute...


These two punks were cool - especially with the fifties hair- I'd have them in a unblinking picture but it was my only one...


Some Manuel Antonio School Kids:

Some School kids:

...the nearby Manuel Antonio ocean park was aqua beautiful...



...and I am a man without enough respect for death and gravity...

...or silly rope rails that block my view of the Manuel Antonio Park...

...SUICIDE bad always be very kinda on cliff COREA have cliff best cliff CHEJUDOE -this not COREA, HE IS VERY BABOO CRAZY WONGSOONEE WANJA MONKEY KING...


l8r he swim by rock and get scrap he from big wave he do same in asia to he is very fat crazy guy he but all kim chee make him impervious to harm


I found my brain stuck on a tree branch in the same park:
This is a Costa Rica Coon Creature of some sort:

A park sun seeker:
THE MANOS CAME TO GREET THE LORD OF THE HUNDRED ACRE WOOD WHEN HE STROAD THEIR BEACH:

...So, don´t think me more wise and clever than Deus on TESOL / CELTA schools.

DOES COREA SPREADS GOOD ALL AROUND DA WORLD?
Answers you may give:
YES THEY ARE VERY GOOD/
NO COREA IS VERY BAD/
MAYBE I AM LAME AND HAVE NOT BEEN TO EVERYWHERE I´M NOT A POOR KNIGHT CRUSADER OF SOLOMON OR A RICH CONQUISTADOR/
yo no se
TRUTH OF THE COREA SKOOL: Every year the corean ambassador comes to this sk00l he says how corea berry good and berry happy help some others not COREA, So I supose we must proclaim the correct response is:
COREA is good !!! COREA

i am COREA COREA very GOOD and RICHcorea big help for englishee and other people who not have COREA



U net kids must sends me kim chee or i make u go to WTA COREA protest with big George Bushee flag suit on.
But LORD OF CHEJU LEFT His Landhold... He brought his steel to THe Cento Lands Of the Americas. There was mercy he offered not Death- unlike Cortez he did not make war on those who opposed his claim that all the lands must submit to the King of Spain. He let the villagers continue their pursuits- regardless of how frivolous or fallen they were.
Yet, when the dope dealers of Quepos besought his adoption of their mind warping he rejected them with an Imperious Voice of a Crusader of Imperialist Prowess that made it clear he saw their deaths in the wasteland they floated to wafted on the abysmal smokes of sorcery. BEOWULF would have slain them as greedy dragons- but the time of Middle Age Might by the Blade is ended.
I am a believer in change- that all men are not beyond mercy, and that all can be found. Yet I do think sometimes it is just better that a man be put to death… some crimes demand the extinction of the creator of the evil… I suppose the Catholic Church would differ- but they didn’t use to… But, the Knight Errant opposes Wizards though they would thwart him. DID NOT DO QUIXOTE DECRY THE EVIL WIZARD FESTON? I tell you truly the Romantic sees things as GOOD and EVIL. But, yet I spared them, for my time as a Sworn Amphibious Assault bringer with The Hounds of Hell is past- were I in the Marines and encountered the fools in the Jungle I would send them away as my Brother Marines even now haunt the Jungles of those lands south.
But, the blame must be upon the Users in America as much as it is on the Dealers of Quepos. Though there is always mercy for men. And though I do call them fools despite it being forbidden - I only mean that they are fallen clowns duped by their desire for money and pleasure...
[Not that I hate them or hold them in contempt... I'm just disappointed they've given in to DARKNESS and DREAMS of ESCAPE that must end in CAPTURE. No soul is free to transcend the gathering and the Owner's final tally on the players and workers. I for one am the FATTEST GLUT ON THE FIELD. If there was a reward for BOMBASTIC SMAUG LIKE EXISTENCE THEN I'M GONNA BE DUBBED AS I KNELL FOR THE ONE.]
...Money in the sales and pleasure in the use. But it is a [pleasure that destroys. And it is money ill gotten that destroys too- while I studied in Quepos two men were shot and killed by two other drug dealers. There pleasure had ended and there money couldn't help them rather it must have brought dissension from their rival merchants... Ahhh yeah so the point is I don't use drugs, lets not even get into the All-American Evil that Meth is reaping through the Country towns of the USA.HE IS THEE CONQUISTADOR ALL SHALL FALL BEFORE HIS SWERD HE HAS COME UPON THE NEW LANDS ON HIS WAY SEEKING THE SPICE ISLES... THOSE WHO OPPOSE HIS R00LE WILL SURELY BE LAID LOW ALL CHOCOLATE AND COFFEE VASO WILL BE Devoured UNTO HIM AND ALL SMALL ONES TRUST HIS HEART AS ALL KNIGHT ERRANT’S DEFEND THE WEAK AND INNOCENT... YOU WHO ENJOY KIM CHEE NOW MUST KNEEL UR THANKS 4 HIS GREAT MIGHT 4 ALL KOREA WAS BECALMED UNDER HIS INCREDIBLE POWERS :P I AM COREA Anyhow I just wanna say ur all lame and i was drinking way better cappuccino and cafe o let than u also i am still Sumo champ of COREA even if i left.
you r very fat I am berry handsome because i eat kimchee
{No not Kim Chee – but tasty}
all want skinship and tocheee me i am berry handsome guy why not u net kids get me 2.6 million Won a month COREA Uni englishee job with big vacation of 4 month
- I want uni girls to whine when i say do englishee homework... many cuteaaa¨ja jing naaa´
So this is the town of Quepos...
These Quepos reckless ladies need a light for their Bike and helmets:
This is far above the same open field is visible…
Car Wash Girls who wash the tourist buses I walked by them every day so I thought it axiomatic that I meet them and get a friendly picture before I departed Quepos:
Walking the sidewalk in Quepos may be the last movement your legs make:
Here is a Lady that works for one of the Local Spanish Study Institute:
Da QUEPOS King !
Here is me and the Quepos Police:
The School where we trained:
Here are some of my fellow students:
At night...
A game of cups (Let me stress I filled my cup VERY shallowly as the game entailed the repeated empting of it- first time I’d have played this college game, but some of my fellows were pros:
This is a local Quepos Bar and resteraunt:
This is where I stayed:
One of the band of Monkeys who woke me up:
The one month 400 dollar ac apartment is worth it though. My homestay place was too hot and loud I moved after the first week.
Right so there are a few fine ladies in the course too and I did socialize with them already outside of class. In fact I guess I did go to the 9pm gathering point tonight... we went to some disco or beach or club
I snorkeled here but as yet I've seen just a few fish- but I need to go to a better snorkel spot(s) that's gotta be around here...
Also, I got one case of the "You are rich I do not like you" poor young tough man attitude here. The same occurred in Palawan when I visited there too. It has never happened to me in Korea . In fact I've decided that Jeju is the safest place in the world- well ok young ladies may have harassment trouble with soju drunks late at night... But I think it beats on America where you can always find some homeless strung-out bum / punk kid looking for drug money that will rob you...
There are monkeys, sloth, bugs, and other tropical creatures here abouts. I must always wake up around six as the monkeys begin to run on top of the tile roof at this time.
They enjoy jumping and sprinting upon the roof.
However I will have my revenge when my brothers sally forth from their deep jungle haunts and employ the rending talent that is inherent of jaguar. Yes I must see a jaguar before I depart here- monkeys are mildly amusing but it's been a time to many since I've seen my spotted comrades. We are the same you see- both killers by trade who see all flesh as weak before us yet fear men that we know may pierce our hides with cruel metal shards. "THE SWORD MERLIN! THE SWORD! I NEED THE SWORD TO BE KING!"
http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=-7377451123854788625&q=excalibur+movie&hl=en
But I had to retire from mine Crusader English Rule of Jeju, the Monstrous Roaring Lion that made the young kids mewl English like lambs. For, my blood was too sick for the Koreans and their Pure ideal- no Lass therein would join with my pale face to the death. That is no way hot Korean teacher would date and wed me...
This is a Zip line tour I did outside of Quepos- actually it was quite boring for me… maybe when I was a child and feared death, darkness, and pain this would have been a rush but as it was it was rather perfunctory, But the German tourist lass was pleasant she was a teacher too…
The German Lass:


I sound enthralled, amazed, enthused, and frightened, well maybe just a bit bored…