'The Fox' gathers us all together to send us off to the hostel in San Jose. Nice bar, few beers, pass out by one am.
Wake up sweating to find out there is no free breakfast like i was told and off i go to see the tiny packed streets, smog, shacks, and tons of churches chicken.
But despite the terrible drivers, huge potholes, no street signs, theres a great central market where i had the best pinto gallo and amazing yellow mashed potatoes. so booya!
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