The G Files

The Badgetts were here for two jam-packed weeks, and we been havin’ a big ol’ time. When anyone comes to visit and they want to run around, requiring us to actually leave our zona familiar, I am reminded how diverse, beautiful and just darned amazing Costa Rica is. That whole “90 different mini-climates” thing […]

“Obras, No Palabras.”

"Works, Not Words." On the last jungle weekend of Camp Jungle2Jersey, the boys and I visited Barry and Nanci at The Bridge located a hair to the north of Puerto Viejo. I will try to write about The Bridge and our day there without using the words incredible, amazing, inspiring, beautiful, moving, overwhelming, unbelievable, […]

Puerto Viejo & Points South

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 […]

Thievery From Every Perspective

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 […]

Stealing For Sport

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 […]

A Few Stolen Moments

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 […]

Sweating My Butt Off In Puerto Viejo

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 […]