Occidental Papa Gayo Resort

Buenos Dias. Monday morning my mom and I took a van to the Occidental Papa Gayo Resort to meet our neighbors Chris, Charles and there daughter Dorsi who were staying in a time share there. The resort was beautiful. The resort itself was situated upon a hill, overlooking a magnificent sparkling bay and their enormous pool. The resort was expensive and loaded with gringos. It was all inclusive, so drinks, meals, and activities were free and limitless. My mom and I rented a room Tuesday night and the next night I stayed with Dorsi and Charles while my mom and Chris rented a car and stayed nearby in Playa Coco. There were a billion British families staying there and tons of kids my age which made my stay a lot more enjoyable. Dorsi and I bonded tons and talked a lot about college etc. On Tuesday I must've played pool volleyball for 3 hours before switching it up to a hardcore game of waterpolo (minus the treading) that we played for about one hour. The goalie on the other team was this old fat football player from Colorado. I played foreward and everytime I shot he was so meaty that he just blocked the ball with his face. And I was throwing hard too. Like so hard that people asked me if I played softball. But he didn't seem to mind. He barely flinched. It was really fun. That night we partied it up at the discoteque with the manager's son, Guille pronounced gui·ay (short for Guillermo) and all the other British folks. Tuesday morning my mom and I got kicked out of the resort for extending our stay and not paying. So off to Arenal we drove in our bright green rental car.

...to be continued... im going waterfall repelling now....