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

14 May

This is the continuation of a series of posts on my blog 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

And just in case you’re interested… here’s the table of contents:

Introduction and Preliminary Comments – 3, My First Trip -15, Lost in Guanacaste – Playa Coyote – 20, Trust with a Child – 26, Lost in Panama – 29, Attorneys – 35, My Contractor – 38, My Security Guard – 61, My Toldo – 67, Getting a Land Line Phone and Internet – 76, A Cellular Phone – 115, A Country Doctor – 124, A Lesson Well Learned – 130, A Little Green Frog – 138, A Little Brown Frog and a Bat – 146, A “Murphy’s Law” Day – 153, Driving in the Rainy Season – 161, Drunk Drivers – 174, Fiesta del Toros – 185, Getting a Drivers License – 195, INS and a Minor Accident – 203, Lifeguards – 224, Passing through Customs – 232, Rules of the Road for Tico Driving – 236, San Jose – 241, Shopping and Making Tamales – 250, Taking the Bus – 272, Turtles in My Front Yard – 281, Untitled – 287, When it Rains it Pours (sometimes) – 294, She Found My Lot – 307, My First Traffic Ticket – 312, Ticket # 2 – 316, My Radar Detector – 318, Ticket # 3 (after a slow speed chase) – 324, A Christmas Parade – 338, Sex (the truth about ticos) – 343, Photo Album – 347, Appendix – 374

chapter 4 continued

The next stupid thing I did was the next day.  I’m lost again in some little pueblo where I had wandered around looking for the beach but I see this lady walking down the road so I pull up and ask in my best (what a joke) Spanish where the main highway is.  She says please speak English. Turns out she’s a gringa married to a Panamanian lawyer and politician who lives part time in both countries. She tells me how to get to the main highway and I proceed to turn my car around.  Bang!  My back wheel falls into a concrete drainage ditch that had been concealed by weeds.  Fortunately she hadn’t gone very far so I got her attention.  Of course she’s fluent in Panamanian Spanish and there was like a ranch house nearby.  She goes up to the house and in a few minutes here comes six guy’s who simply pick my little American 2 door sedan up and set it back on the road. I try to pay them ($5).  They totally refuse.  I say it’s for cervesa.  They happily accept.

I’m off and on to the next adventure which occurs at the next hotel.  I happily discover that Panamanian cops, who set up speed traps the same way C.R. cops do, also accept your “payment” of the “ticket” on the spot.  Except with Panamanian Spanish it was harder to figure that out.  It was still early in the afternoon when I arrived at the next beach I wanted to check out so I told the person in charge of the little run down hotel where I had decided to sleep that I wanted to drive around.  She said “don’t go down that road”.  Well, that happened to be exactly the road I had planned to go down.  So I proceed carefully and it didn’t look that bad to me. 

And not 30 seconds after I have that thought I’m stuck in mud up to the frame.  I walk back to hotel, find three young gringo surfer dudes and say “come on, the beers on me”.

This was when I really got the picture of just how far the dollar goes in Panama.  Between the four of us we had about three 6-packs of beer.  I figured that would eat up most of a twenty so I handed the waiter $20.  He gave me back $15 + change!  Damn I wish I had liked Panama as much as C.R. but… I didn’t.  So I looked at a few more beaches.  Actually all the way from Panama City to just below the Costa Rican border.  Didn’t do anything else stupid.  Went back to C.R. one day early. 


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