Should Have Brought an Umbrella
It rains HARD here, so far every afternoon, around 1 p.m. The mornings are heavy and humid, so it's a relief when the water finally comes, but then you're kind of stuck where you are.
Last night, my roommate wanted to eat out some traditional Costa Rican food, so the daughters (ana and pilar) took us to some traditional family style Costa Rican restaurant they had never been to before that was empty and terrible. On the bright side, Mayela’s (the matron of the household) cooking is very good and that promises to be a bonus of choosing to stay with a family.
Rom (sp?) the roomate and I were feeling equally restless yesterday afternoon after discussing the possibility of spending most of our nights in this Ewok treehouse watching Man vs. Wild dubbed in Spanish, but our concerns were slightly assuaged after Ana drove us around downtown San Jose and showed us some of the highlights. There are a couple of cool looking national museums, parks, and theaters downtown, but it’s kind of on the dirty side and doesn’t inspire a lot of walking around. We drove by a narrow street that had a cluster of fun looking, well-attended bars near a university down there, but I don’t know if I’m ready to go out at night with a button up shirt that only has the bottom two buttons done. Actually, the attire here is patently American. While you don’t get as much of the nonstop branding, the styles are essentially the same and you still see your fair share of Gaps and Volcoms walking around. That makes it a little easier to fit in. Unless if you’re walking around with a 5’7 Indian guy named Rom. But my first impressions are he’s easygoing like myself and likes baseball (albeit the Braves), so we’re good so far.
Downtown aside, the real action in this country is when you get outside the city. My MONKEYWATCH 2007 is just getting started, but I’m not going home until I see one. I think once we get to the university Monday and start some of the deep jungle excursions, I’ll take a picture of me with one in a big yellow hat.
Last night, my roommate wanted to eat out some traditional Costa Rican food, so the daughters (ana and pilar) took us to some traditional family style Costa Rican restaurant they had never been to before that was empty and terrible. On the bright side, Mayela’s (the matron of the household) cooking is very good and that promises to be a bonus of choosing to stay with a family.
Rom (sp?) the roomate and I were feeling equally restless yesterday afternoon after discussing the possibility of spending most of our nights in this Ewok treehouse watching Man vs. Wild dubbed in Spanish, but our concerns were slightly assuaged after Ana drove us around downtown San Jose and showed us some of the highlights. There are a couple of cool looking national museums, parks, and theaters downtown, but it’s kind of on the dirty side and doesn’t inspire a lot of walking around. We drove by a narrow street that had a cluster of fun looking, well-attended bars near a university down there, but I don’t know if I’m ready to go out at night with a button up shirt that only has the bottom two buttons done. Actually, the attire here is patently American. While you don’t get as much of the nonstop branding, the styles are essentially the same and you still see your fair share of Gaps and Volcoms walking around. That makes it a little easier to fit in. Unless if you’re walking around with a 5’7 Indian guy named Rom. But my first impressions are he’s easygoing like myself and likes baseball (albeit the Braves), so we’re good so far.
Downtown aside, the real action in this country is when you get outside the city. My MONKEYWATCH 2007 is just getting started, but I’m not going home until I see one. I think once we get to the university Monday and start some of the deep jungle excursions, I’ll take a picture of me with one in a big yellow hat.
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