I’m getting lazy with my blog... sorry! Everything has been going good! Two weekends ago we went to the beach… two days in a row, sorry friends and family, at least it has been a mild winter for you! On Saturday we went to Playa Herradura with a bus full of Luisa’s co-workers, Veronica, Susanna and her son Danni. After a day of swimming and lying on the beach I was pretty proud of the tan (not sunburn) that I managed to get then I put my arm against Susanna’s arm and I felt just as pale as ever! Veronica said that I was, “mas blanco pero no morena” translation… I was less pale but definitely not tan! But I was quickly assured that if I spend every day on the beach for a month that I would be tan, at least I have promise! Haha
Playa Herradura
As Veronica said, "Where the rich Gringos live" haha
On Sunday we went to Playa Puntarenas, which is the most popular and populated beach near San Jose. They have an annual festival at the Puntarenas every year and we caught the last day of the festival which entailed, street venders (anything and everything from ice cream to fried food, cheap sunglasses to random clothing... nothing too appealing), then there were as I would describe as outdoor clubs and there was a big parade at 6pm. I was not the biggest fan of Puntarenas, it was too crowed for my liking. However, I was quite a fan of this little bowl of deliciousness…
Playa Puntarenas
Trying to be 'Artsy'
The Parade
This past weekend I landed myself a mighty fine cold! I was proud that I had made it this far without getting sick but still not fun… Its like being sick in the summer at home when having a bit of a fever on top of 80 degree weather is uncomfortable! I am feeling a lot better today and I am hoping that the worst of it is over!
After living in 3 different countries I must say that running has been one of the best tools/experience/ideas that I have had. It has allowed me to stumble upon things that I would have never seen before and has saved me at my finest hours of being lost although it has also gotten me lost too. However, I must say being lost while running is a little less scary than being lost after a bus, that you thought was going to drop you off on the road next to your house, ends up taking an unexpected turn and you end up not having a clue where you are!... This is coming from experience, of course… Last weekend I decided to take the bus to and from the grocery store. Little did I know that there was more than one bus that passes my house coming back from the grocery store. When the bus took an unexpected turn I soon got off and tried to figure out where I was … trying not to panic, as it was just about dark, I tried to locate myself. Luckily, I recognized a few houses and a little store that I had passed once on a run and ah ha running does pay off! It turned out that I was only about 4-5 blocks behind the house and was home in no time!
On the weekends I try to do a little more exploring on runs because I usually run after work at night and I can’t go in certain areas because they are less safe at night. This past weekend I went to a new area that I had yet to run near and I found this little park that had a huge hill in the middle of it and there was a trail on the backside of the hill so I decided to run up it. Once on top there was an AMAZING view of the mountains and the city! One of those moments when you realize why you do something that can be so painful some days. I will be definitely taking my camera with me on the next trip to this hill to snap a few shots!
This Thursday my friend from high school, Emma D’Ambro is coming to Costa Rica! I am incredibly excited for her to come and to see a bit outside of the San Jose area! I should have heaps to report back on after our trip! Tata for now!
