Welcome to A Broad in Costa Rica

me and joniThank you for visiting. Please enjoy your time here, getting to know Costa Rica. We did :)

Start here: First Costa Rica post with a broad, then click the link to the next post which is located at the very top and bottom of each page. To go ahead in time chronologically, click the right link. To go back, click the left.

When you’ve had your fill of the Central American adventures, please join me at NourishingLiberty.com and the U.S. adventure.

Many of the links are broken and the photos are almost all missing. When I moved the blog from the old platform to the new, “.html” got added to the end of every link which broke them. And none of the pictures transferred over. Isn’t that handy? If I’d known what I was doing then, I might have been able to get it over here intact. Hindsight and all that…

However, I am slowly and steadily updating both.

If you get to a “404” error page, look up in the address bar, delete the “.html” at the end of the url, then reload the page. It should load fine.

If you get to a missing photo, I’m gittin’ to it… poco a poco!

Pura vida,

From A Broad In Costa Rica…

… to Nourishing Liberty

Dear Readers, I’m now blogging at NourishingLiberty.com. Please join me over there. Today’s post is called Me and My Coma. Fascinating.

Hopefully, one day, I’ll be a broad in sunny Costa Rica again, instead of a broad roaming Kentucky’s frozen tundra. Still the same broad, just colder. I said COLDER, not older.

I just looked at my handy Ashley’s Grain, Feed and Seeds thermometer and it’s 58°. That’s very close to freezing. Certainly closer than we’ve been in over 30 years. I’m ordering fleece and wool clothing today.

Pura vida! Send a little sunshine my way!!!

The Eagles Have Landed

DSCN2906 After having flown hither and yon for the entire summer, Hal and the boys and I are finally all in one place again: Kentucky. Where it looks like we'll stay. At least, that's the plan today. Or, it was an hour ago.

The original plan, waaaay back in June, when it became clear we were moving from Costa Rica, was to land rat cheer (right here in KY-speak). Then, end of September, we'd join Peggy and Brian on their move to Houston. After helping them unpack, we'd explore the Houston/Austin area, with the focus on Austin, see if that would be the permanent place. "Permanent" until I graduate from acupuncture college, at least. Then, who knows? Does any other normal non-military family roam around like this?

But we can't do it. Can't drive to Houston. Can't pick it all up and live out of a car and a suitcase for two more weeks. Can't — even if we fell in love with TX — dredge up what it takes to move our entire household again right now. Even though it's only suitcases, laptops and guitars. We are too tired and Kentucky is too beautiful. We know too many people here (starting with my entire family). We found a beautiful, old ancient, furnished, affordable house. We can have chickens and bees in our backyard. Then, yesterday, we stumbled into an awesome Whole Foods Market with incredible homemade sausage, nitrate/hormone/antibiotic free… it all fits together so nicely here. Did I mention we are too tired to move again?

The only menace in KY is snow. Perhaps "menace" is too strong a word. But it's only mid-September, the temperature was 60°C this morning and I was FREEZING. My nose was like ice. How will I survive a windchill of… anything? I'm trying to look on the bright side (honest): we only have to do snow twice. My third year of school, I'll have to move to Gainesville for the year. Hopefully, Florida will still be warm then.

Hmmm. I gotta say, now that it's all down in print, I'm thinking maybe we should dredge up whatever it takes and investigate Austin. Hate to think I'm missing out on something. The biggest downside to moving from here, where things are quasi-familiar, to moving to an entirely new area — besides being too freaking tired to think about it — is that we don't know anything about the town or anybody in it. It would be starting over from scratch. So, no. Forget Austin.

But, then again, we did it in Costa Rica. I know we'll meet people in theatre and C4L-ers and 12 Steppers right away. And Peggy and Brian will only be 2.5 hours away. And they lived in TX for fourteen years before moving to Key West. "So," I'm reasoning, "how hard could it be, really?"

See, this is how my mind works. Totally chaotic. Completely Libra: the pendulum of Justice swings back and forth, back and forth, where she stops, nobody knows. How anything gets done around here is beyond me. Literally.

So, the eagles have landed in KY. For right now. As my mind changes, I'll keep you posted. Yeah, going to be a lot of blogging going on.

Which brings me around to this: it looks like this is my last post at ABroadInCostaRica.com. The blog plan, back when I was making plans, was to continue "A Broad in Costa Rica" as "A Broad in the USA"; I even reserved the name. But, it didn’t seem right, somehow, to squeeze a round, fluffy broad into a square, unforgiving hole. Two completely different lifestyles, latitudes, foci.

And it doesn't seem fair to Costa Rica, really. Forcing a Costa Rica blog to become a USA blog? Yuck. Where Costa Rica and the adventure of living there was ripe for blog posts — breathtaking, frustrating, hilarious — the USA has little ripe. Overripe, maybe. Breathtaking and frustrating, to be sure. But there is so little fun or funny about the USA today, I’d probably have to make stuff up to entertain us all. Which I have never done here. (Now you're wondering, right?)

I hope you'll join me at FiftyToLife.com, my USA blog. I'm writing about living in the U.S., traditional food, food politics, politics, chickens and keeping the second fifty as interesting and alive as the first. If you are on the mailing list here, I will add you over there. If Fifty doesn't click with you, you can unsubscribe at any time with just a click. I'll never know, I don't follow who unsubscribes. I just figure you are nuts. Ok, kidding!

Thank you for reading what I've written so far, encouraging me on our adventures in Costa Rica. Thank you for keeping me alive while I was in the hospital. I really appreciate it. And please stay aboard with a broad at FiftyToLife. I will miss you if you go. I promise never to be boring. Or, at least, hardly ever.

Vaya con dios, mis amigos. Mas por exponer… prontitico!

Love, Saratica

“Moving To Costa Rica”

by Hal O'Boyle

Excellent book of essays on moving to Costa Rica for less than $13! Get your copy here. (Hal can be a very funny guy!!!)

What Is It With The Roads Here?

In the USA, I mean. No potholes, no gravel, no pavement dropping off the side down the mountain. No missing manhole covers. No ditches. No roads (so far) that go from pavement to gravel to rutted riverbed to pavement to riverbed to grassy knoll… well, you get the picture.

No terrified pedestrians waiting to cross the street… in fact, U.S. pedestrians are brazen. Yeah, they step right off the curb and cross anytime. Sometimes without looking!!!!

No horns. I miss horns.

And drivers here . . . → Read More About What Is It With The Roads Here?

Never Again

Famous last words, but I mean it this time. There isn't a bone in my body that doesn't ache. When I lay down, omg, it is heaven of the sort you only dream about.

We have nine bags and three laptops Hal and I: pretty much our net worth. To add a level of fun you can't get just anywhere, I've lost my passport. Sweet. Because, you know, I'm really in the mood for a challenge.

First thing in the am, Hal is going to . . . → Read More About Never Again

Leaving The Life

Moving from Costa Rica is way harder than I thought it would be. I have completely misjudged how attached I am to our lives here, to the Costa Rican people, to my new friends. In the past couple of days, in particular, I realize I have made friends here in less than five years who are as close to me as the friends I left behind in Key West after 30 years there. Just as loving, just as true.

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Books & Stuff For Sale (Do books multiply in the dark?)

Sooooo much stuff. Not nearly as much stuff as we had to get rid of when we moved from Key West, thank goodness. Only because we weren’t ever rich enough here to load up. But, right now, it’s looking like a lot. Here’s all the current stuff: http://tinyurl.com/goodstuffcheap. This takes you to flickr. If you watch the slideshow (link upper right), be sure to click “Show Info” so you see details and prices.

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Too Good Not To Share:

The Daily Show With Jon Stewart Mon – Thurs 11p / 10c . . . → Read More About Too Good Not To Share:

“How Are You Feeling?”

I’ve been getting that a lot lately, combined with seriously concerned looks, both in Kentucky and here in Costa Rica. I was wondering why until I happened to catch myself in the mirror last night. You know, just regular, without the posing. It was a little scary: the hair. No wonder people look at me like I might break! Here’s what they see:

Scared yet? Bwah-ha-ha-ha-ha! That little bald spot in front is attractive, yes? I can’t dye my hair because what’s left will probably dissolve. It’s all dry and stiff, un-tame-able and . . . → Read More About “How Are You Feeling?”