Costa Rica – Stories of your Guaro

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

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There is a certain national pride related to claiming an alcoholic beverage. Think of Mexico and tequila immediately involves mind. Vodka, needless to say, goes with Russia. Visit Greece and an ouzo headache can’t be far behind. Aquavit in Sweden will certainly turn your head…and stomach. Costa Rica, needless to say, couldn’t lose out on the fun.

Guaro

Depending which bartender you talk to, Guaro is either a head erasing alcohol beverage or a power drink with only a little kick. Guaro could be the national beverage of Costa Rica. Despite visiting Costa Rica on multiple occasions, I have never tried. And permanently reason.

The Guinea Pig

Ten of us were going out in the beach town of Carrillo just taking later in the day after another day in the sun. Carrillo is a superb town for fishing and a couple of epic surf spots are close by. It resembles Tamarindo, but with no overwhelming ex-pat influence. Unfortunately, Carrillo is incredibly tame at night. Put another way, there’s really nothing to do.

A bit bored, the ten of us had congregated in a café overlooking the ocean pink whitney drinks. Tables and chairs have been pushed together and we had reached the point 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, so 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 trunk and general laughter. Just even as we started egging each other to be the following person to see Costa Rica, a funny thing happened.

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

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

 

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