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. . . → Read More About “Obras, No Palabras.” This trail picks up at Limón, just after the ferry ride from Parismina. From that small port (and I couldn’t find this place on a map if my life depended on it), we took a local bus into Limón. Which was not that easy to catch… At most bus stops, like 90% of them, there isn’t a sign announcing a parada de bus [bus stop]. You learn to spot them from the clues. The biggest clue being a bunch of people standing in a pack staring down the road. There were no other people standing anywhere . . . → Read More About Puerto Viejo & Points South July has been quite the month for lessons on crime. On Day One of Camp J2J, we were stolen from. At our first cabina in Puerto Viejo, I was accused of stealing, lying and poor parenting. When I got home, I discovered we’d had an attempted break-in at our house. Thievery from every perspective. On being accused: I chose our first cabina in Puerto Viejo because they offered wireless internet. I like my internet. Being able to blog about what’s happening while it’s fresh is the best. We arrived in PV 6pm Wednesday, planning to . . . → Read More About Thievery From Every Perspective Hal spent a year in Germany in his youth. During that year, he traveled all over Europe. He said in every country but France, you could hold out your hand with money in it to pay for something and get back the right change. They’d count it out so you’d know. Do NOT do that in Costa Rica. At least not in heavily touristed areas, like along either coast. You will NOT get back correct change. For the first time in Costa Rica, we had money flat out stolen from us, starting with that cab driver. Over . . . → Read More About Stealing For Sport It is Sunday afternoon and the boys are finally having their surfing lesson! We’ve been thwarted every single time: stranded the first time and unable to make our date, waves too big the next time, waves too small the next time, then we thought we were leaving and decided not to try again. Then we didn’t leave and, this morning, we ran into Topo at breakfast and everything fell into place for this afternoon 2:45. They just left. Mo is gung-ho on surfing (he’s done it before), Jacob seems interested and a tad excited, having caught some . . . → Read More About A Few Stolen Moments That’s just about all that is happening. Wait. Lemme think… anything else? Nope. Sweating. That covers it. If you are breathing in Puerto Viejo – or PV as the locals refer to it – you are sweating. Dripping from 7am till right about now: 6pm or so, after the sun has been over the yardarm for an hour. During the day, it’s too hot to do anything but sit as still as possible and sweat. Or surf. As you can imagine, I’m big on . . . → Read More About Sweating My Butt Off In Puerto Viejo |
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