More than a human decade ago

We got off the bus in "La Costa Norte"

5:45 PM

Without a room reservation the girl and I had to look for alternative options

-Sí, ello hay un hotel de uno ruso al final de la calle-said the old lady

And yes, at the end of the street sorrownded by tropical trees, there was the building.

We walked in looking for life forms and it wasnt until we stand in front of the browned water pool

that the zombie with wired teeth realised we were there.

He checked us in half spanish-half half-russian and gave us a clean room

(habitación limpia).

Later that night we saw Chuck Mangione live at the Sosúa Jazz Festival.

AMAZING, INCREDIBLE MUSIC.

The show ends and we decide to go back to the hotel and rest

so we can go snorkeling the next day.

(Sosúa was way safer than now).

Later...

Im listening to stereolab's refried ectoplasm

and suddenly...

BUM BUM BUM BUM BUM

I jump from the bed, take the small machete, open the door and two

naked men are knocking on the doors of all the rooms

I say:

 Hey ! dont do that again coño!!!!!

-Sorry men, sorry- the guys run upstairs naked

I could hear the russian zombie's voice

"hey hey

take it easy guys they are staying here.

I look down at the pool I see Sex,

Drugs and Reggaeton version of ZODOMA Y GOMORRA.

I walk back to my room, the girl sleeps like a baby

-Girl wake up get dressed something crazy is happening here.

No answer.

The party is over, the guys go to bed, I do the same.

Next day the girl gets ready for beach, we walk down the stairs...

and everything is clean, the pool is crystal clear and instead of the zombie

there is this white bearded oldman with a friendly beautiful smile.


Buenos Días

SPAH-SEE-BAH