The Power of Paper: el parte dos

Like the last time I ventured alone into the disturbing netherworld of Costa Rican bureaucracies, by the end of this adventure (trying to get Morgan his driver's permit) I got back home wanting to cry, then choke something, with just a smidge of incredulity thrown...

Too Easy

We renewed our driver's licenses last week. We both dreaded the event. Costa Rica is not known for its efficiency… In fact, remember 27 January – almost three weeks ago – when we were headed back to migración for a stamp? ONE stamp? Had...

Rancho Photos and About That Mud

The photos are finally online – see the previous post at the bottom for the slide show. By the way, if the slide show slows everything down, please let me know. I can always just post a link to it online. Thank you. Our drive to Mastatal so soon after the six...

Yes, we have it good:

Next time you are driving in Costa Rica and a little annoyed, picture driving in India: Thank you,...

Road Perspective

Last week, I was whining sharing about the roads here. I got some nerve! My Key West friend Marina just returned from India… she says: Darling, You ain’t seen nuthin’ til you do India. Bumper-to-bumper cars, buses, taxis, trucks, bicycles, motor...

No Wonder They Are Broke

Costa Rica’s roads are in deplorable condition. I may have mentioned this. During rainy season the potholes they fixed last rainy season open up again. My brother, a criminal defense lawyer in KY, likes to point out how getting people off is his job security,...

Truckers

Driving in Costa Rica, you will see the undercarriages of more 18-wheelers than you ever cared to. They turn over all the time. Partly because the roads are so bad, so narrow, the ditches so close and deep. Partly because as soon as you can get a driver’s...