There are those who believe there’s no such thing as luck, that serendipity is what happens when planning meets opportunity.
Then there are those who believe there are no coincidences in life, that everything happens by some cosmic design or that we subconsciously create the lives we live, even those aspects of it we think we don’t [...]
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Luck and opportunity
Posted in Self discovery, housing, tagged atenas, Costa Rica, luck, poco cielo, serenipity on November 29, 2008 | 5 Comments »
The growing cast of characters
Posted in Costa Rica, housing, travel, tagged Alberta, Bill Clinton, Body Count, California, Costa Rica, Guanacaste, Illuminati, New World Order, Nicoya Peninsula, Nicoya Pensinsula, Pirate's Cove, Playa Conchal, Pura Vida on October 1, 2008 | 4 Comments »
The morning after meeting my prince (which a blog reader informed me was actually a poisonous toad, spoiling my epiphany) there were two e-mail messages waiting about beach houses for rent.
The fog (and frog) were gone and I was possessed by spontaneity.
A quick call to a car rental agency and we were off on another [...]
Going to pot-hole
Posted in Costa Rica, housing, travel, tagged jimmy buffet, potholes on September 22, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
Life at Casa Roach has been unusually quiet, leaving me feeling uninspired and too lazy to craft something witty and insightful. I think Tico time is taking hold.
So, here a few fun photos from the weekend, which was spent helping Carlos, aka Dirty Harry, and his amigos fill in potholes on our residential street. It can take months, if [...]
Truth is stranger than fiction
Posted in Costa Rica, Self discovery, housing, travel, tagged .357-Magnum, carlos, Costa Rica, James Frey, Million Little Pieces, Muchacho on September 18, 2008 | 3 Comments »
The pistol-packing Dirty Harry next door almost made someone’s day on the weekend.
Yup. Another shooting on the doorstep.
Carlos told me the news when I bumped into him at the pharmacy, where I was picking up medication for my sick daughter.
His rundown was brief: Bad guys tried to rob him at the store next door. They [...]
Inviting trouble
Posted in Costa Rica, Self discovery, housing, tagged Canadian, Costa Rica, crime, expat, gringos, maid, paranoia, scam, sinister, tica on September 9, 2008 | 3 Comments »
I just hired a maid. I didn’t mean to. Wasn’t looking for one. But apparently, I’ve now got one, twice a week for two hours each day for a total of $10 per week.
I just hope I haven’t opened the door to another scam or something more sinister.
The transaction began in the morning, as a [...]
La Cucaracha
Posted in Costa Rica, critters, housing, tagged ants, cockroaches, santo domingo, spiders on August 31, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
I am sitting on the roof of our new house on a tiny little square of concrete accessible via a steep set of stairs which up until a few moments ago was safety locked with a gate.
I’ve climbed up here because it is the only place I feel safe from the cockroaches.
My escape to the roof came just [...]
A leap of faith
Posted in housing, tagged Costa Rica, san rafael, Escazu, Multiplaza on August 8, 2008 | Leave a Comment »
After three days of searching and much time spent in cabs criss-crossing the central valley we found a place to settle for the next year, or as long as we like it. In Costa Rica it seems people do the midnight move if they don’t like their accommodations despite signing the requisite one-year lease.
But like [...]
The more things change . . .
Posted in housing, kids on August 1, 2008 | 1 Comment »
It seems some things never change. As I sit and write my first post from Costa Rica, my two little kids sit in front of the TV watching cartoons, albeit in Spanish.
After nineteen hours on the road – between seven in the air, six spent at the Houston airport (where people are not very pleasant, I [...]
