Beware of Falling Water

"Para la agua! Para la agua!" I found it funny the hawkers said "For the water" instead of "For the rain."  Additionally, I'm pretty sure the other word they used was "sombrilla," which is an umbrella for the sun.  "Paraguas" would have suited the situation better.  


I had packed a rain jacket, but a garbage bag probably would have been more useful.  I got caught in the rain (which later became torrential rain) a mile or more from the hostel on the complete opposite side of town.  I didn't think it would be a big deal (it rained the other days I was here... but usually not for long).  It's been raining for over 2 hours now.  I waited around for awhile for the rain to stop under an awning, but the rain didn't let up.  I finally decided I had to just go ahead and go to the hostel.  By the time I arrived, I was completely soaked through and frozen.  


I've been here about an hour now, and I have yet to be able to get warm or dry.  There are 3 Swedish girls in the room who have completely taken over the room, even the bathroom.  I couldn't take being squeezed around the room anymore, so I am sitting outside the room on a bench using the internet hoping fervently that they will leave so I can go take a hot shower (probably no hot water left by the time I get there though, if there ever was any.  Costa Rica isn't known for it's hot water.  So I am still cold and still wet and my lungs are full of poo stink and smog (the entire city smells like feces, urine, and smog) and I've had a pretty awful day overall.  


One of the Swedish girls just came out of the room to get toilet paper.  They are going to spend the rest of the night in the bathroom!  I want to shower and then get in bed.  It's 5.40, but the day is over.  It's raining, I'm a good 8 blocks from the start of anything, and my shoes are holding water (the water drainage system isn't sufficient enough to control all that water). So I can't go anywhere.  I doubt my shoes will even be dry by tomorrow when I need them.  


So that's it.  That was my day.  I traveled from Alajuela to San Jose on the hottest bus ever, I ventured into San Jose because my hostel bed wasn't ready, and I got rained on.  Gallons.