
Louise at El Vaquero; Tamarindo Beach in background
According to Wikipedia, Portland, Oregon has at least sixty breweries within the city limits, more than any city in the world. Many attribute this to our natural resources (hops, barley, and our remarkable Bull-Run water), but I’m convinced it’s because I live there. When it comes to beer, I am the industry’s greatest asset.
Thus, you can imagine my delight when I discovered the Volcano Brewing Company and the beguiling Vaquero Beachfront Brewpub right here in Tamarindo, a rousing ten-minute walk on the beach from our bungalow. Picture this: craft beer, killer nachos, and irreverent reggae on one of the most renowned beaches of the world.
Be still, my thirst.
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Way too happy of a post.
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Louise, haven’t you tired of life-threatening medical conditions and rampant real-estate scams yet? We’ve had plenty of those, as you know. I was thinking it’s time for some happy news for a change…
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You guys are livin’ the life!
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Well, right now we’re feeling that it’s better than the Oregon rains we’re reading about back home. Here, the sun shines every day, all day, and now that we’ve found good beer—well, yes: it IS the life!
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Wish I was there…. Way too cold here in Kentucky. Have fun for me too.
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Judy, we’re having fun for you and everyone else we know. It’s a steep responsibility, but we’re doing our best.
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Thing those monkeys woke you two up so you would have time the find this habitable place. You look more relaxed.
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If the truth be known, if you can’t relax it’s best not to visit Tamarindo. Afternoons are hot; it’s best to spend them in air-conditioned spaces. Siestas are almost requisite. We’re doing our best to comply.
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Paradise or Heaven?
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Rick, don’t you have to die to go to Heaven? We prefer living in Paradise.
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