WARNING: FROM THE MOMENT I CREATED THIS BLOG I TOLD MYSELF I WOULD BE 100% HONEST & HAVE A COMPLETE DISCLOSURE AGREEMENT WITH MY READERS. PLEASE READ AT YOUR OWN DISCRETION!
From the beginning of my trip I was looking forward to visiting Manuel Antonio the most. The reason behind that is because I knew it was one of the few, if not the only city that is openly supportive of the gay community and welcomes us with open arms in Central America. They have exclusively gay hotels; gay bars/clubs they even have a gay beach. I knew I was going to have a great time in Manuel Antonio I just didn’t know how much of a great time.
After spending 2 weeks in Panama even with the crazy penis story it was time for me to head back to Costa Rica. It was time for me to head to Manuel Antonio to be exact. After 5 different buses and 13 hours latter I finally made it to Manuel Antonio from David, Panama. I arrived Sunday night so I spent it just unwinding. The next morning I spent it wondering around the city getting the lay of the land. Come to find out Manuel Antonio is a pretty small town with nothing much to do but visit the beach or the national park. It’s not a big party town like I thought but thankfully I had a gay nightclub “Liquid Lounge” to go to for my entertainment at night.
After spending my days away at the beach it was finally Tuesday night I got dressed and was excited to go out. It even felt weird dressing up and doing my hair. I hadn’t tried to look cute in a while. I made it to the club and to my surprise only about 8 of us were there. I laughed and thought great what the hell is supposed to happen with just 8 of here. Come to find out a lot can happen… So I get there and this very handsome guy is sitting there alone so I decide to go up to him and start talking. We end up talking for about 2 hours; he even bought me a beer (I’m on a budget so you know I am not passing up a free drink anywhere I go). I actually remember his name and everything we talked about, but I don’t want to disclose his information. For now I am just going to name him Tyler (I miss him a little). So Tyler and me hit it off very well and after a few drinks he gets the nerve to invite me to his hotel to have a few more drinks. He had already mentioned he was staying at the gay hotel up the street. In my mind I thought okay that’s safe he can’t be some crazy killer… he’s legit.
So we got to the hotel and I loved it. Everything was so clean; he had an actual room with a huge bed and television and mini-fridge (that’s so sad that excites me now…lol). So we were there and we start drinking. He then asks me so what do you want to do… I was like oh we can just drink on the balcony and look at the stars (how cheesy I know… I was nervous). He said do you want to go swimming? I said sure. So we go outside to the pool and he gets naked and jumps in. I start laughing because I was going to go swimming in my trunks, he told me I had to get naked too so I did and jumped in. So there we were the two of us naked in the hotel pool with no worry in the world swimming around. He finally approached me up close and told me I was very handsome I told him that he was too and then he kissed me. So we spent the next hour kissing and frolicking naked in the pool. I was ready to take it up stairs (I know I am horrible). I noticed we were out of beer so I told him we should go upstairs and get some more. We made our way back upstairs to his room and had our selves another beer. Before I knew it things got hot & steamy and I ended the night with a bang. We took showers and after that we just laid there on his bed talking about a million things. This guy was very interesting and very nice. I wanted to stay the night but the next morning I had to get up early to change hostels. He ended up dropping me off at my hostel (thank god because it was far away and I was not going to walk up hill that late at night).
The next morning I woke up and couldn’t believe what had happen. I was in a rush to change hostels I was moving to one a lot closer to the beach and one that I would get my own room for the same price as a dorm. After settling in not having much else to do I made it a beach day. I spent the day giggling and still not believing it. I mean I knew I wanted to be scandalous just didn’t think I was going to have the opportunity too. After that I knew I wanted to spend a week in Manuel Antonio I wanted to have more fun!
It was Wednesday night and I got ready to go out again. This time it was maybe about 15 of us and 8 of them were a group of friends from Chicago. It was getting late and we were all about to leave they were going to walk down hill to the beach to go swimming. I asked them if I could tag along so I didn’t have to walk to my hostel alone. I was really going to go the hostel, but when we got to the beach they asked me to join them. They were all so handsome and before I knew it they were getting naked and running into the ocean. How the hell could I pass that up I asked myself so I got naked and ran into the ocean as well. Then out of no where some guy came up and told us that we shouldn’t be swimming at night because the current is strong and something can happened to one of us. We loved that he didn’t care that we were all naked. So we all got dressed and called it a night.
To not drag this along and incriminate myself too much I am going to wrap it up by saying the rest of the week was a damn blast. I spent my days at the beach and nights being scandalous. My kiss count has now gone up to 5, my skinny-dipping count has stayed at 2 and as for the other counts I will keep those to myself. The sad thing is I only remember the name of the first guy as for the rest of them I have no clue. Saturday was even more fun since a local drag queen was retiring. It was crazy crowded in the club and for a second I felt like I was at home. I felt so free and just loved the fact that the gay community is amazing everywhere. For me traveling is to get to know other cultures. I believe the GLBT community makes up a small portion of a countries culture and it should also be explored. I know in a lot of countries I will not have the opportunity to explore it so open, because not all of them allow it to be as open. So I am going to take advantage of it where I can.
I mentioned that one the other things to do in Manuel Antonio was to visit the National Park… well finally after almost 10 days here I did make my way to it. I had been putting it off because I was spending my mornings sleeping in from getting to crazy the nights before. I must admit it was worth putting it off because I ended my stay here witnessing an amazing rainforest and tons of monkeys everywhere. My time is up in Manuel Antonio thought. I loved it so much and am going to miss it, but I have to move on and explore other parts of Central America. I know I could spend another week here lounging on the beach and partying at night, but that is not why I am on the trip. So I am leaving tomorrow morning (Wednesday) and am making my way to Monteverde. Going to spend a few days there before heading on to Nicaragua.
P.S. Yes I was safe & hell no I did not tell any of them about my blog (I don’t need stalkers).