One of my favourite places, in the world.

Thought I would give writing in retrospect a go: I spotted her across the room - the mark. She had travelled a long, long way to come meet me, and, as far as I was concerned {exclusively}, for sex. She seemed to be having a good time, and more importantly, she hadn't seen me. I slinked away. The night was young and I was not willing to sacrifice the promise of fun for anything (especially small talk). Besides, I knew where her room was, and I knew the thought o...

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My first thoughts on entering San Pedro were disbelief, i couldn't believe that such a quaint little town built upon such a beautiful setting could possibly be the setting for such shady going ons, the haunt of drug traffickers. Upon entering the hostel (sinisterly named Trippys) i was greeted by the co-manger, a man named Cory, a man with a crop-circle tattoo on his head. Before our bags had even hit the floor, he proceeded to enthusiastically recount the story...

Awesome. Basically, people come here to swim around in secluded jungle lakes and layered waterfalls - really is quite special. The hostel here was pretty sweet and the atmosphere wholesome. It's like what you imagine an American camp to be like: cabins (named after small forest creatures) on a sloping hill, with a little stream at the bottom. The bar/restaurant was set up exactly like a camp hall; the space was mostly taken up by these long, long tables with benc...