SO YOU WANT to LIVE in COSTA RICA the Adventures, Trials and Tribulations of Settling in Paradise

16 Apr

This is the continuation of a series of blogs to promote the e-book SO YOU WANT to LIVE in COSTA RICA – which is a guide to… the Adventures, Trials and Tribulations of Settling in Paradise… This is a guide book that will give you the kind of insider’s knowledge that you might wish you had before you made your decision to move or not move to Costa Rica.

Every blog entry will start with the appendix because that way when you read whatever else I have posted it will 1. make sense (I hope) and 2. give you a point of reference in case you realize you need to read something that is “archived”.  Because if you read every blog I enter you will have eventually read the whole e-book and won’t need to order it for $2.99 from Amazon or B&N.  All you’ll be missing are the photos that show what you might expect if you choose to undertake the Adventures, Trials and Tribulations of Settling in Paradise.

As I said, I will start each blog with the appendix so that the reader can reference important elements of the book to archived blogs.  The page numbers shown are the actual page they appear on in the book. Here is the Appendix – and these are all the nuggets and their corresponding page numbers: Definition of “nugget” – 3, Doors & Windows – 7, Manufacturing – 11, Real Estate – 11, Shipping – 12,Maps, – 15, Corporations – 20, Traffic Cops – 23, Know basic Spanish – 30, Panama – 33, Roof Line – 42, Plumita Pacifica Web Address – 65, Getting the Best a Tico has to Offer – 84, Power Surges – 86, Liberia Airport – 88, Attitude – 104, Cellular Phones – 117, Newspapers – 18, Your Embassy – 137, Buying & Selling Cars – 154, Drive Slowly – 161, Arriving at the Airport – 168, Wages & Prices – 170, Undertows – 226, Life Ring – 230, Avoiding Customs Confiscations – 234, Driving Rules – 236, Walking in the City – 249, Purchasing Anything – 258, Buying Fresh Produce – 263, Bus Tickets – 272, to “Bribe” or not to “Bribe” – 313, Traffic ticket Prices – 315, Exiting the Country – 337

chapter 20 continued

Ok, I went to Nicoya.  At the INS office, as I walked in the door, there stood a security guard.  It was a large office with several windows for attendants, some of which were actually occupied by attendants and some (two) with customers.

I showed the security guard my papers and he directed me to a window with an attendant that wasn’t occupied.  I thought “hallelujah, I don’t have to wait in a line”.  I went to the unoccupied, and bored looking, attendant and showed him my papers.

He pointed to the two windows that were occupied and told me to wait my turn (already I was beginning to understand why they need a security guard).

After about fifteen minutes I began making comments loud enough for the attendants to hear about how happy I was that CAFTA had passed so that someday there would be competition in the insurance industry in C.R. and how disgusting government run businesses and agencies are.  Finally, one of the occupied agents excused himself from the people he was helping, called a woman over to one of the unoccupied windows and motioned for me to come to her window.

She looked over my papers, which included the cops report, then asked me for my passport.   I went out to my car, where my Franklin planner was hidden, and retrieved my passport and took it to her.   She reviewed all the papers again, excused herself while she made a copy of my passport then came back and asked me for my vehicle registration.   Of course I’m thinking, what the f…, why didn’t she ask me for that when she asked me for my passport.  Oh well, back out to the car and back to her.

Here’s where it got comical.  She once again reviews everything, made a copy of the registration and then asked me if a date one week later would be convenient for an appointment.  I’m thinking, what do I need an appointment for?  I finally understood that it was an appointment to get my car inspected again for repairs.  The damage to my car was so minimal I didn’t want to do anything.  I never intended to have any repairs.  It was just a scratch about an eight of an inch wide by about 3 inches long.  Do you think I could convince her that I didn’t want a repair?  She got so frustrated by my insistence that I didn’t want a repair that she pulled the guy, who brought her over but was still helping the other people, off his window to come get involved.

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