Aye Papi!

So far, Costa Rica is amazing. Gorgeous! It took quite a bit of travel to make it to the Pacific coast. Buses, a ferry, thunderstorm, rain and the humidity...Oy.

This morning I woke up to find that a critter in the night had nibbled holes into part of my backpack. Little fucker! I suppose I should not have left a snack in there...but still. The thing was gnawing away at my pack as I slept maybe a foot away.

After breakfast, I walked over to a jewelry stand. All of the sudden I heard this commotion and palm leaves and twigs started falling off the roof above. I though a coconut had fallen. Instead, a huge iguana tumbled off the roof and into the street. My friend Teresa screamed and I laughed as the thing righted itself and then ran toward Teresa...and then ran to the jewelry stand and hid under the table.

Well, this is a German keyboard and takes more effort to type so, I´m off....the beach calls.

The One Upper

I used to know a very arrogant person who took a look at some of my travel pictures and remarked: "New Orleans? Why go there? That's like going to San Jose (CA) on vacation". Well, I am actually flying in to San Jose (Costa Rica) for vacation. But I mean, really...why go there? Isn't it like going to Bogata on vacation? Maybe I'll run in to Juan Valdez.

Ass.