Day Three
In which Mason learns that Costa Rica is more than just a fancy hotel room, and it has dogs.
Mason awoke from his first night in Costa Rica rearing to go! At 4:30 en la manana, he roused his bodyguards and they made their way down to the beach in the brisk (and by brisk, I mean hot and humid) morning air.
Mason, not one to over exert himself the first day out, was transported along the shoreline by one of his bodyguards. This both kept Mason’s feet high and dry and made it much easier to focus on pointing out the dogs along the way.
During the walk, Mason’s bodyguards took a brief moment to take a photo together. Mason was not sure if he approved of this, but they had been put through quite a bit over the last couple of days, so he agreed that they needed some distraction, and he let it slide.
Later that morning, Mason met up with his accomplices: Gretchen and Conner. It was then that the real mission could begin. They spent the day playing in the sand, frolicking in the pool, and eating exotic carbohydrates. Gretchen and Conner’s bodyguards even joined in the fun.
After a brief nap,
Mason took another walk along the beach just after sunset
along with Gretchen and Conner.
Destination: Pescado Loco. It was here that Mason and his accomplices partook in food and libations. As with all mealtime missions, Mason was focused and serious. Eating is a job, and there is no time for messing around.
Here are some other highlights from Pescado Loco.
Toward the end of the meal, Mason and Conner decided to give the locals a demonstration of some of the more useful submission holds. Mason, who could easily take Conner, was a gentleman and allowed Conner to place him in a half nelson for the appreciative crowd that had gathered.
Tired out from the day’s events, Mason ordered his bodyguard to transport him back to the hotel in order to debrief…
…after which, he was re-briefed (with a fresh diaper) and put to bed.
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