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What We Hear Every Afternoon

(Without the choir in between…):

Updates: Quake, Hotel, EFT

The tremors under my office chair, all the way over here on the other side of the valley from the epicenter, have finally subsided. We had one – a long one – at 3am Monday morning, but it'd been several days since the one before that. Thank goodness! Those tremors are unnerving. I'm sure the survivors near Poás are grateful the aftershocks are mostly gone. They have enough to deal with. I imagine freedom from the anxiety over an immediate repeat performance is welcome.

Recovery and reconstruction are underway. The area will be affected for years to come. . . . → Read More About Updates: Quake, Hotel, EFT

Listen to the Rhythm…

Of the falling you-know-what. Go ahead, you listen. I'm sick of it. This is our third rainy season here and I plan on it being my last. Almost anywhere else will do. Even Key West in the stifling end-of-hurricane-season heat (she says now.) October through mid-December here is for the birds. I never knew it could rain so much or that I could get so sick of it. It's just life-giving rain, right? Day after day after day after day after day after day of endless wet, cold, life-giving rain?

When we were looking for a house, . . . → Read More About Listen to the Rhythm…

Day 6

It’s Saturday morning now and the sun is shining BRIGHT. So bright I had to close the blinds… I miss it already. Day 6 was Thursday and it rained all day until about 9pm. Then, mysteriously, magically, it stopped like someone turned off the faucet. The fog disappeared and I could see the lights across the valley. It was thrilling!

Friday we woke to bright sunshine and it stayed beautiful all day. Clouded up late, a little drizzle, but nothing else. This morning, gorgeous again. Next week, we are supposedly getting another tropical wave and another week of rain. . . . → Read More About Day 6

5 Days

24/7 rain. No sun. Gray skies. Not that I mind it or anything, but shouldn’t God be holding something back for the next six months? What if he runs out? I hate to be critical of God, but he doesn’t seem to be planning ahead. Proof he’s a man.

OK, that was mean. Guess I’m grumpier than I thought.

Rain

Here we go again. With a vengeance! The rain started a little over two weeks ago and has hardly let up. The skies open up around 1pm and the day’s downpour commences. These days, it’s been a steady soaking rain till dark. Sometimes beyond.

Please don’t remind me I live in a rainforest. How could I forget?

If this goes like the last two years, May is pretty wet, almost like October. Then June and July offer light spotty rains, not too bad. This is a good time to visit: wet (or "green") season prices without too much wet. . . . → Read More About Rain

Poor Poor Pitiful Me

I can’t talk. My family is borderline ecstatic. I have laryngitis so bad I can only whisper quietly, or, if I try to talk, I sound like Minnie Mouse. I have no lower register AT ALL. Zero, zip. It’s squeaky, quiet and annoying. Hal’s and my desks are 25′ apart. Every time I say something to him, he says, "Hmmm?" If I try to say it louder, it only gets higher and squeakier. Fortunately, it doesn’t hurt.

This has been going on since I whined about the weather. If I were one of those people who believed in signs, . . . → Read More About Poor Poor Pitiful Me

Global Warming My Foot

The wind has been non-stop gale force since New Year’s Day. During Key West hurricanes, weather personalities gleefully report "gusts up to 70 mph." Well, there are gusts here up to at least 40 mph, which is tropical force. The trees are all bending and waving. That wind, she’s a HOWLING past our windows, loudly. And we are freezing. I have on two pairs of fuzzy socks. Seriously, the wind chill factor probably puts us in the low 40′s. Isn’t this the tropics?

Local lore says this howling wind signifies the official end of the rainy season. For Costa . . . → Read More About Global Warming My Foot

Speaking Of The #$&*(@#*)& Rain

I truly never thought this would happen. But it has: I am SICK of this rain. Up till now, I’ve loved it. Very dramatic, soothing, love the sound. Plus, up till now, it’s been sunny in the morning, raining in the afternoon, clear at night. I mean, I knew the worst was yet to come, that October and November are the rainiest months by far. What I didn’t know was that not only does it rain more – and I didn’t think there could be a "more" when it comes to this rain – the past few days, it . . . → Read More About Speaking Of The #$&*(@#*)& Rain

Where Does All That Rain Go?

Like the 800lb gorilla, anywhere it wants! It has rained all the live long day again today. And a downpour the whole time, no off and on stuff like normal thunderstorms in the states. Even hurricanes gust. Not this: a steady hard rain sound on the roof all day. Puts you right to sleep. Unbelievably, I’m still not sick of it.

I am sick of my front yard being a swamp. Even my side yard, which is slightly higher than my front yard, is mushy. It’s like walking in a bog, so of course, we don’t go out . . . → Read More About Where Does All That Rain Go?