Sorry, this is the only picture i have taken in costa rica
You know when your father tells you something and it really pisses you off? Mostly it pisses you off because you know he is right and you just don’t wanna admit it? Yup… Sorry Dad! He made a pretty big deal about getting some altitude sickness meds before I left and of course I was an ass to him because I didn´t feel like going to the pharmacy and worrying about it. I learned my lesson yesterday on the bus ride from San Jose to San Isidro. I was really tired since I only got an hour of sleep the night before and tried to sleep through most of the 4 hour bus ride. As I awoke from my nap, I had a horrendous headache and was very thankful to be on such a nice and quiet bus (especially in comparison to the Chinatown bus I had taken the previous day). It wasn´t until San Isidro that I realized that the bus really wasn´t that great. Getting off the bus, I noticed that San Isidro also seemed much quiter than usual. My headache was growing and I could feel the pressure on my eyeballs. It wasn´t until a taxi driver yelled at me about a ride did I figure out that I couldn´t hear a damn thing. I snapped my fingers beside my left ear and couldn´t hear a damn thing. I was completely deaf in my left ear and could only hear about 50% out of my right. It didn´t help when I was trying to get a ride from a taxi and explain that just because I was a gringo, didn´t mean I was a dumbass. I´m sure they thought differently considering I was shouting and leaning my head in real close like I was gonna kiss them on the neck. My hearing stayed like that for about an hour and finally my ears popped and now they only hurt like hell… at least I can hear. Apparently my ears weren´t happy with the steep climb up the cerro del muerte mountain and decided to show me what they thought. That´s what I get for keeping the altitude pills in my checked bag underneath the bus. It was the first time I have had problems on that bus ride and I have taken it 5 times now so it was a bit surprising.
I am in the city of San Isidro today (as you probably figured by the fact that I am able to use a computer). I decided to come into the city to let everyone know that I was alive and safe. It feels good to be in Linda Vista again with my family. Everything is very much the same with them except they are much poorer. My father´s farm only brought in about $100 for the entire previous season. He had to take a job as a security guard for a hotel 5 nights a week. He works there from 5pm-5am every Wednesday through Sunday. He also works on his farms those days and only gets about 2 hours of sleep a day. It is showing too because he looked like he aged 3 years in the few months that I haven´t seen them. I went to the bank earlier today to take out the money to give them and I can´t wait to get back and give it to them. The only other change in the family is that Max has grown an inch or two and now has a pretty full vocabulary. He´s still cute as hell and can kick a soccer ball harder than I. He likes to sit in front of the tv and pick out all his girlfriends. In Linda Vista things are a little different. The comedor and school are changing, but I will tell you all about that when I have pictures to share and explain.
Before coming into the internet café today, I thought it would be fun to get a beer and relax in front of the Hotel Chirripo (the hotel where we stayed on my last visit). I always saw these old American men sitting out front drinking beers and decided to sit with them and share a beer. These men all decided to retire to Costa Rica where they could live like kings on social security alone. We had been speaking for a little bit when one of their Costa Rican teenage daughters walked up to give her father a kiss on the cheek. A few minutes later he corrected me and told me that it was his wife. And now I will correct myself and rename them the “dirty” old American men who sit out front of the Hotel Chirripo.
I wish I could make a better, longer update but I have only been here for a day. I´m already starting to think in Spanish and have to translate to English. Be forewarned, the quality of my English with decrease with each update. Anyways, Mom and Dad, I´m here and alive! I hope everyone is doing well and remember, Since I am travelling alone, emails are my best friend on the road!
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