SO YOU WANT to LIVE in COSTA RICA the Adventures, Trials and Tribulations of Settling in Paradise by Gary Davis plumitapacifica.com

7 Jan

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 17 continued

The quantity of cars and drivers has increased dramatically in the last ten years and infrastructure and drivers education have not kept pace so there is often a situation that presents an interesting tension.

Like the other night when I was having dinner at one of my favorite tico places.  The lady  that owns the restaurant serves, without question, the best pork I’ve ever had (with the exception of some special pork chops that a lady friend in Ca. makes from an Emeril, I guess that’s how you spell his name, recipe).  First she smokes it over a wood fire, then puts whatever she puts on it, then cooks it over an open flame stove that was hand made and looks like concrete but is really made from mud, horse and cow dung.  I know it sounds gross but it’s a classic stove here in C.R. and hers looks like it’s more than one generation old.  As a matter of fact, she recently had to open a new restaurant about 100 yards from the original because someone wanted the lot she was on for some other commercial purpose and I asked her if she would be able to take her stove to the new location.  She gave me this look like “stupid question” and assured me strongly that the stove would go there.

So anyway, I’m having dinner (pork of course), it’s pitch black outside but with about half a moon, the restaurant is right beside the only road to P. Junquillal, and along comes the bus that makes several trips per day from Junquillal to Santa Cruz and back.  Now remember, this is a road that is the most god awful thing to try to drive because of the pot holes, collapsed portions where there are streams, animals on it, people on bicycles, motorcycles and walking on it and cars that literally must zigzag from side to side in an attempt to avoid falling into axel breaking holes or worse (like a 10 foot drop straight down into a stream, which there are many such places).  And here come the bus, no lights of any kind!  No headlights, no taillights, no sidelights or interior lights.   No lights!

I love this place!  Where else are you going to have these kinds of experiences just as part of your daily living?

I finished dinner about a half hour later, took off for home, caught up with and passed the bus (I knew he could see my lights) and the good news was there weren’t any drunks crashed into him.

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