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Alajuela

So we´re here. We arrived yesterday — Monday the 13th — in the afternoon. There were some flight delays, so it was about 3 Costa Rica time when we landed. I slept some on the flight, but still had a lot of tooth pain, so it was light. After customs — I swear I could have smuggled in a wet rhino and they would have smiled and stamped my passport — we got an official taxi to Alajuela, a town about 3km from the airport. It was raining and we didn´t have a reservation, so our taxi driver took us to our first try, La Trinidad, rang the bell for us, and when nobody answered took us to a hotel he knew, Hotel Internacional JM. I don´t really know what the ”JM” means. Maybe it stands for ”Jee, I wish there weren´t so Many ants in my room.” Or not. Guess we´ll never know, because even though the breakfast was delicious (please, god, don´t let me get giardia from the carrot juice) we found another place to stay . This time we´re at Cortez Azul (or at least that´s what Jen thinks — I can´t remeber), home of an ex pat named Craig and the world´s oldest pit bull. I think it´s 1,000 in human years.
It’s raining right now. The keyboard at this internet cafe is set up like mine at home — it´s even a Dell — but the semi-colon is a ñ and the question mark is an -. Struggle¿=¨Ñ
In general the people here are very nice, but I have already gotten overcharged for a mango. The injustice!! Maybe it´s because I´m 6 feet tall, or maybe it´s the large hat. Or perhaps it´s because travel clothes, while wrinkle-resistant and sweat-wicking, don´t so much blend in as scream ”What was I thinking? Please help me by stealing my passport” In any case, most people we´ve met (and by ”met” I mean asked for directions on the street or help with a computer keyboard) are very helpful and friendly, even if they chuckle about my hat while we´re walking away. I can´t blame them — Jen does too.
Tomorrow I think we´ll go to Volcán Poás and then to Sarchí at night. We´ll see. I´m still getting used to travelling again; (aha! I found the semicolon! sneaky little bastard was where the less than sign is) it´s a different mindset. It does feel safer here than Peru, though. A lot safer. And cleaner. That´s nice. I don´t really have much more than that — gimme a break, okay, I just got here yesterday! When I write again I promise I´ll have a thought-provoking, philosophical analysis of the culture and structure of Costa Rican society… or just more snarky comments about cold showers and tiny bathrooms. What my fans want, I deliver!
Anyway, my hour is running out, so I´ll sign off. Love to everyone in Michigan.



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2 Responses to “Alajuela”

  1. jocelynalsoatallgirl Says:

    Hooray! for landing and adventuring already. It is great to hear from you. I am living vicariously through your spanish-speaking adventures. I hope there is a tape recorder in your hand as well as blogging ideas in your head which I love reading- I want to Hear from you :)
    travel safely.

    best,
    j

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  3. Andra Says:

    It makes sense that they would allow the smuggling of wet rhinos. I think I read somewhere that there is a shortage of wet rhinos throughout costa rica because of the unfair labor laws that they met there. They were paid less than their dry counterparts because they were ruining reams of textile fabric with their drippiness. Most fled to Nicaragua to work on plantain farms. …or that’s what someone told me. It might have been me, actually. …like twenty seconds ago. Who can remember these things?

    I’m so glad to hear that you guys are there and safe! I hope that you keep us abreast of the adventures of your hat!

    love love!

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