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Key West Ramblings

Ah, Cayo Hueso. On our first day in Key West, the Wednesday after Thanksgiving, we spotted these bicycle Santas on Duval Street. Such a common sight, I almost didn’t record it!

I gained ten pounds in Key West. Everytime I made plans to see someone, it was for a meal: Ellen for early morning con leche, Jo for breakfast, Penny for lunch, Gerri Louise for late afternoon snack, Mary for dinner… this went on day after day for 14 days. It’s a wonder I managed to retain any semblance . . . → Read More About Key West Ramblings

I Didn’t Know This:

As I’m waiting for my annual check-up at my gyn’s office in Key West, I see this piece of paper stuck to the wall in the corner. To read it, I had to get off the table, wrapped in that ridiculous paper outfit, and go over to it. I’m wondering why there is now limited patient confidentiality. It must be a new thing or why the sign? Is the sign required by law? Well, whatever the reason, I’m sure it’s all for my own safety.

The ONLY reason I did not . . . → Read More About I Didn’t Know This:

The Fruitcake Lady

For a visit with Dear Abby’s mentor, click here. Make sure your teenagers are paying attention.

Costa Rica Love Song

Love must be in the air… this is my second love song to Costa Rica in one day. Wish I knew the tune. I’d sing it and make my own video and put it on youtube and get famous. But I’ll do that tomorrow. Right now, I’m watching Dr. Phil. YES! Dr. Phil in Costa Rica. Life is good. Pura vida!********This was written by Lair Davis.

I love you, Costa Rica, my home. Let me count the ways.

I love the fact that I have no mailbox, which means I receive no junk mail. I do have . . . → Read More About Costa Rica Love Song

Open Letter from Scott

A friend sent this to me today… yo soy simpático!

Buenos dias mis amigos,

I used to be a Wall Street Yuppie but I’m OK now.

Strutting around lower Manhattan in my designer suit, ‘the’ most fashionable tie that cost as much as the average Costa Rica earns in a full week and my favorite Allen Edmond shoes, I foolishly thought that making serious money was one of the most important keys to happiness.

What a shmuck!

It’s nearly impossible not to get caught up in the rat race. As soon as our children can watch that . . . → Read More About Open Letter from Scott

The Tica Linda Biz

A viable business is one that meets a need, that is commercially viable and therefore profitable. With a reasonable chance of succeeding. Hopefully, the results of the efforts include satisfaction for all involved. Happy customers, happy owners. We are looking for just such a business. And are meeting some per-ritty interesting people. Like Frank.

You’ve probably heard the phrase tica linda [TEE-kah LEAN-dah]. It literally means pretty female Costa Rican. Although not derogatory in itself, it has become an idiom used to describe the young tica wives and girlfriends of aging gringos. As in "Those old farts are just . . . → Read More About The Tica Linda Biz

You Can Be Landline-Free!

If you have hi-speed internet and are using any phone service other than a Voice-over Internet Protocol, like Skype, you are throwing money away.

If you are moving to or just visiting a foreign country where hi-speed internet access is available, you really do need a VoIP service and a headset. You can plug into any computer and make calls to anywhere in the world. Or carry your laptop, even better.

If you don’t have a VoIP when traveling outside your country, calls cost 25¢ to $2 per minute. Or more. During our first . . . → Read More About You Can Be Landline-Free!

Brace Yourself

                

 

        And remember that video adds 10 pounds. Clearly we have too much time on our hands.                

 

¡Feliz Navidad!

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It Gets Better

1am. Turns out those partiers aren’t here to lean and chat, do the whole muffled voices thing. No. Turns out, they are here to set off fireworks from the empty lot in front of my house. Guys have a thing for gunpowder. Jeez, it sounds like gunfire. Sometimes like a cannon… like that one. And they aren’t setting them off one after the other. No. They might run out too fast… heaven forfend. They let one off. They savor that, while I start to drift off. Then a few minutes later, they let off another one. I guess they’d . . . → Read More About It Gets Better