|
|
As you know, I hate to complain. But a coupla things are ticking me off lately. Like…
1. Gringo Pricing. While ticas and I are the same height, all resemblance stops there. Ticos see me coming. Like going into the local pulperia [mom and pop grocery] for eggs last week. A flat of eggs in Auto Mercado is 2,800 colones. (Eggs are sold by weight, but this is average price.) Well, Juan charged me 4,000 colones and these were not heavy eggs. Nor were they fresh.
Like at Spoon yesterday in Alajuela's . . . → Read More About My 2 Least Favorite Things About Costa Rica
Over on Costa Rica Living, we've been havin' ourselves a good ole time ranting and raving about Honduras and is it a coup or not. (It's not.) You can read the posts here (this is a 44 page pdf document… you have to be really interested!) The CRL camp is divided: half think coup, the other half think legal constitutional action. Both sides quote Honduras' Constitution. They've read it once and are certain they understand . . . → Read More About Coup or No Coup?
A Cabecar Indigenous reality
Posted by Ginnee Hancockon the Costa Rica Living GroupThu Jul 3, 2008 12:19 pm (PDT)
Yesterday a Cabecar Indigenous woman came down from the reservation with her mother and her child, a deformed two year old. The child has never seen a doctor and was born on the reservation. The birth was very difficult and one side of the child’s body is mangled. They walked for perhaps as long as 8-10 hours to seek help at the Mission. The child was carried and the Grandmother is . . . → Read More About Forget The Sewing Machines… For Now:
Man, my patience is tried. I’m fried, wiped out. I surrender. Ok, I almost surrender, but it’s touch and go. When bad things happen here – just everyday bad things – you come up against the culture shock thing big time. Because simple solutions here are not… simple. Mainly because they take way, way, waaaaaay longer. And you can never get the truth about when that solution is going to happen.
Like, the house phone went out two weeks ago. Not that it’s critical, but when you need a phone, nothing else will do.
It seems so silly now, . . . → Read More About Vexations
A woman wrote to me recently about buying a house in Key West. Once she found out I live in Costa Rica, she wrote this:
I have a question since you are living in Costa Rica. This is where my husband originally wanted to get a home. We had even started to look when we were told there is a really bad problem with people stealing and/or homesteading your property if you left it to go anywhere. Have you found this to be true? Linda
Hi Linda,
That is all true. When we leave to . . . → Read More About Squatters
We are home again, back at my desk next to my bed wearing my sheets (the bed, not me). So happy to be in my house with my stuff. Overlooking my valley. Through my razor wire. Which seems to have lost its lustre. Sigh.
I have to tell you: I came back a tad confused. That’s how good a time I had in Key West. The bouncer is me: here? There? WHERE? In limbo which is not a happy place.
Like when I first stopped drinking, there was a period of time . . . → Read More About Follow The Bouncing Ball
"In America, you'll get food to eat. Don't have to run through the jungle and scuff up your feet. You'll just sing about Jesus and drink wine all day. It's great to be an American." – from Sail Away, Randy Newman's clever slave-trade ditty
All true, so far. We're here in the good ole U.S. of A. Hal's mom was not well (she's better now), Spirit Air had tickets for $250 each = a good time to see what's up here. I guess the USA is still the same… . . . → Read More About In America
Cindy, Gary and their tres hijos [trace EE-hose, three sons] have been planning a trip to Costa Rica for many months. And I mean planning, leaving no stone unturned. Secretly harboring a thought or two of giving up the stinking Canadian rat race and transplanting to this beautiful warm country. The best laid plans and all that…
Cindy contacted me early in her quest for information and we got to be friendly. I joined her unschooling yahoo group. (Man, those women are intellectuals… I could hardly keep up!) When Cindy & Co. finally arrived, they came to . . . → Read More About On Not Expecting the Unexpected…
I thought of something else I need in 2008. I need to talk to Mel Gibson. If you know him, could you please get me an audience?
Why? Well, he’s cute for one thing, although probably too old for me now. OK: DON’T tell him I said that.
Plus, he bought a huge chunk of land in Costa Rica, near Samara where Hal and Mo went for the airshow. Practically the next day, he had an audience with El Presidente during which, I have come to understand, he . . . → Read More About “Mel Gibson, Please.”
Last Thursday, the Badgetts and Mo and Ryan and I all took off for Ginnee and Phil Hancock’s home out in the boonies. I mean OUT in the BOONIES. The Badgetts brought an extra suitcase with clothes and Christmas presents for the Cabecar [kah-BECK-are] indigenous tribe. We’d all been invited to spend a couple of days with Ginnee and Phil, then attend the annual Christmas party for the Indians. Who could pass up such an interesting invitation!??
Interesting . . . → Read More About Where Do I Begin?
|
|
