Tuesday, May 1, 2012

Soup


One of the great things about Costa Rica is the easily accessible beaches.  No matter where you are in Costa Rica you are at most 2 hours away from a beach, which makes for the perfect weekend commute.  From Pavas, San Jose (where I live) it is about an hour and 15 minute commute to one of the closest beaches, Jaco.  This past Sunday, Anais, Anais’ friend Bryan, Bryan’s sister in law, Tara and I went to Jaco and went BUNGEE JUMPING!!!  I have attempted to go bungee jumping before in New Zealand but could not go because of weather conditions but I finally got to go!  Bryan, who is a Tico, had found coupons for buy one get one free for the bungee and the “rocket launcher” which was a concoction that strapped you in super tight and launched you in the air!  I was pretty sick on Sunday but I really wanted to go bungee jumping so I put my big girl pants (shorts) on took some medicine and off I went.  (Random but fun fact… you can literarily by one pill at the pharmacy here, you do not have to but the whole box!) I agreed to go first so when they strapped me into the harness for the rocket launcher I was confused as to what they were doing because Bryan failed to mention that we were getting the rocket launcher for free… After when Anais asked him why he didn’t tell us he said that “he thought it was irrelevant” haha  So there I was strapped into an extremely tight harness and they were clipping cables on the two sides of me while I am standing on a platform about 20 feet from the ground.  I am so confused as to what is going on and I ask the guy if this is a tester for the bungee to make sure the cables hold us and he just mumbles so I assume that it is because no one is telling me what is going on (everyone else was on the ground our of yelling reach) so they start counting down (5, 4, 3, 2, 1) and I am thinking I’m going down but I went UP! Hahaha it was a ton of fun and I actually liked it more than the bungee!  The bungee was off a platform not a bridge with a 6-foot deep pool underneath it… not very comforting but we did it and lived to tell of it!


                                               The Pool...                  
     

                                            The Rocket Launcher

 
                                          The Results of the Rocket Launcher



                                                Anais and I.

 
                                           Bryan and Tara.



                                                  It was high...




Apparently May 1st is a holiday in Costa Rica… So Tuesday morning I got ready for work and I got a text from Anais saying that she caught my “plague” and luckily today was a holiday… that was news to me so I called Wirlan and was like do I have work today? … Nope.  My “plague” got worse on Monday and I ended up leaving work early so I failed to get the heads up that I did not have work on Tuesday.

Soup… Being sick abroad is probably on my list of my least favorite things… No matter how old you are I think it calls for a “I want my mommy moment.”  However, since I have been here I am pretty proud of how self-sufficient I have become.  I do not have a car nor do I have anyone holding my hand, which has made for a few challenging moments and these past few days but I made it!  Before I explain my soup dilemma I am going to explain how grocery stores in Costa Rica work because it is a little confusing… There are four major types of “grocery stores” in Costa Rica.  There is the “super” or Chino (because 90% of the time they are run by Chinese people… the term is totally social acceptable), the “Fresh Market’s”, the “Pali’s” and the “Auto Mercado’s”.  Chinos are comparable to a CVS but much dirtier and packed but they are probably used by the most people… to me they are my least favorite place, ever but so many people buy things there.. everything from toilet paper to rice and beans.  There is also a different mentality here people to not “stock up” on products they just buy what they need for the time being like 2 rolls of toilet paper instead of a pack of 12 or one can of beans instead of 6.  I am pretty sure this is because wages are less in Costa Rica so people do not have the money to “stock up” but at the same time it is not as cost effective so it is still a mystery.  Moving on to the “Fresh Markets” of Costa Rica.  Fresh Market is a branch in Costa Rica but it is comparable to the other branches like it (this is the same for Pali and Auto).  Fresh Market is like your classy 7/11 of the US as for it is very clean and sells more American products than the Chinos… it is like the upper class Chino.  Then there are you Pali’s, which are like dirty warehouses that sell cheap name brands and goods and not an American product in sight.  Lastly, the beautiful Auto Mercado!  If you were to walk into an Auto Mercado it would be the most similar to walking into an American grocery store but bad news bears it is also the most expensive… you are paying for what you get!  Today I saw a 16 oz. bottle of nesquick chocolate milk for $4.75… I whimpered.   So on Monday night after a slept for the entire afternoon I had somewhat of an appetite for food.  There was nothing more I wanted in the world than for someone to bring me a nice can of soup, which you would think would be easy to find… think again.  They do not regularly sell canned soup or really soup for that matter.  They only have soup at the “American grocery stores” aka Auto Mercado that happens to almost 2 miles walking distance from my house… that was not happening at 8pm when I was the walking dead.  So I got a little crafty and made “chicken parm” aka chicken, tomato sauce that comes out for a bag (I shit you not) and Costa Rica “parmesan cheese” (it tastes a little/lot a bit different).  I had the chicken and cheese and walked to the closest Chino (a half a mile away) and bought some lovely bagged tomato sauce.  I really just wanted something familiar, “comfort food” and it did the trick!  By Tuesday I was feeling a lot better and worked up the momentum to walk to Auto Mercado the “America” grocery store to get some soup for Anais and I…I was also feeling guilty I give Anais my plague.  So I get the soup and a few other things (PUDDINGGGG!!.. the little things in life) and dropped off the soup at Anais’ apartment and got home only to find out that Vero and Luisa DO NOT HAVE A CAN OPENER… WHATTT!!  And the closest place that I could get my hands on a can opener was again, over a mile away.  So the can of soup is cruelly sitting in my room and when I get my hands on an opener!... It better be the best damn can of soup I will ever have when I get it open! 

Found this in Auto... Do you think its rainy season... So many Umbrellas...