Costa Rica – Reviews within the Guaro

Every country features a unique beverage it claims as its own. In Costa Rica, the beverage of choice is Guaro.

Beverages

There is a particular national pride connected with claiming an alcoholic beverage. Think of Mexico and tequila immediately concerns mind. Vodka, obviously, matches Russia. Visit Greece and an ouzo headache can’t be far behind. Aquavit in Sweden will surely turn your head…and stomach. Costa Rica, obviously, couldn’t lose out on the fun.

Guaro

Depending where bartender you talk with, Guaro is either a head erasing alcohol beverage or an energy drink with a little kick. Guaro is the national beverage of Costa Rica. Despite visiting Costa Rica on multiple occasions, I have not tried. And permanently reason.

The Guinea Pig

Ten people were going out in the beach town of Carrillo just taking later in the day after a later date in the sun. Carrillo is a great town for fishing and a couple of epic surf spots are close by. It is comparable to Tamarindo, but without the overwhelming ex-pat influence. Unfortunately, Carrillo is incredibly tame at night. Put another way, there is really nothing to do.

A bit bored, the ten people had congregated in a café overlooking the ocean. Tables and chairs had been pushed together and we had reached the purpose later in the day where we were telling lies about how exactly great we used to be. The bartender/owner approached our table and suggested we hadn’t experience Costa Rica until we had sampled Guaro. Certainly one of our merry band was selected.

Known humorously as Mexico Mike, our guinea pig was experienced in the methods for Mexican Tequila. Mexico was remotely close to Costa Rica, pink whitney cocktail therefore the drinks were probably similar. Indeed, Mexico Mike was the man for the job.

The shot glass came. Jokes were made. Mike through it back. A tiny grimace, a lime, slaps on the back and general laughter. Just even as we started egging each other onto be another person to have Costa Rica, a funny thing happened.

Mexico Mike was becoming Pink Mike. Laughter stopped and concern spread across the table such as the rash developing on his arms. We were probably three hours from a hospital and the term “pink eye” was accepting a much bigger meaning. His skin was turning pink! You might actually see it moving down his arms and across his chest. His girlfriend, Stuart, wasn’t happy!

It needs to be an odd feeling to sit there and watch your skin change colors. Mike was cracking jokes as is his nature, but there is an absolute tension to his laugh. Fortunately, the reaction soon slowed and retreated. Within 20 minutes, he was good as new and we had a new story to tell.

 

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