When we got back from hiking Volcano Baru, we were exhausted. We hadn’t slept and hardly eaten. After stuffing down a meal, we passed out.
I woke up a couple hours later, again ravenous. I stuffed my face once again with some lasagne , rice, and chicken, and passed out again.
I woke up later in the afternoon, and we went to the grocery store. I chugged a quart of chocolate milk to my face along with an apple and went back to sleep.
Needless to say, I was in serious recovery mode.
In town was a big event, a flower and coffee festival. This night was supposed to be the big party night with a couple stages set up, so we forced ourselves to head over.
We crossed a bridge where we got a quick glimpse of the festival.
The music was so loud we could hear it clearly from our hostel almost a mile away. We paid $2 to enter the festival, then it was another 7 or 15 depending on which stage you wanted to visit.
Inside, people seemed to be having a good time. It was packed. A lot of people had come from out of town for the event.
The music was incredibly loud. There was some guy kinda hosting the event and getting people to sing on stage etc and some contests. I was still feeling very tired and wasn’t feeling it at all but we had just paid to get in so we stuck it out for a little while.
Around 3am we headed home, ears ringing.