My GPS knows the way to San Jose (the capitol) and apparently the way to almost everywhere else in the country. It decided to have a little fun with me looking for an ATM when I pulled in to Turrialba around 11:30 AM. I finally found one next door to the Rawlings baseball factory--one of the town's things that bring it what little notoriety it has.
Then I went looking for a restaurant for lunch. The GPS felt like it had done its job when we came to the Hotel Wegelia (not the one I was looking for). No big deal, went shopping at a big supermarket and bought a few things to bring to the house. The bartender was very nice--he told me that I couldn't buy a telephone card on Sunday to use the pay phone. All the shops that sell them were closed.
That was a bit of a problem since I needed to call Lili, my host Mom, to meet her after lunch. Problem solved when he volunteered the phone at the hotel. A great example of how friendly and helpful everyone here is. Here's his picture--his attitude: pura vida all the way!
My Costa Rican mom came and picked me up at the hotel and I followed her home in the rental car. Great folks and a very comfortable house. They are retired and volunteered to be my guides during the week after classes end each day.
Lili and I took a walk to see the school and the central part of town. Then came back here and relaxed with an Imperial before dinner. They don't eat dinner; they have a big lunch. Ended up the day watching the movie "Casper" with Spanish sub-titles, a bit of a soccer game and very strange--some of the first half of the Steelers-Ravens game. I tried to give Alphonso a commentary in Spanish--not that easy to do.
I hit the sack around 9 Tican time and slept like a baby until 5 when my alarm went off.
Next post: First Day of School... Here's a picture from the street of the school.
How are your Spanish football terms? that's got to be tricky. Casper in Spanish must have been interesting too.
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