Two Gringos in Manuel Antonio Get Less Than Crazy

The evening started with this drink… …and then promptly ended at 6:30 p.m. Really. The two of us razzy youngsters were tucked in our motel beds (yes “beds” plural – twin beds on opposite sides of the room) and asleep by half past 7. It doesn’t sound razzy or young to be already snoozing around the time […]

Two Gringos on a Road Trip

So far, so good. We had cleared the city limit of San Jose and the darting and swerving of rush hour traffic. This was not like Chicago. Chicago drivers are kittens let out of their cage. San Jose drivers are Dobermans after a pork chop. And the motorcycles. So many of them. Splitting lanes like […]

Into the Jungle (on the Beaten Path)

Last night I managed to peel Kirk away from the TV screen (the Redwings’ playoff game was a nail-bitter) to run an errand in the name of survival. Next week, we’re going camping. And I don’t have a sleeping bag. How strange. We humans can’t venture into the outdoors for even one night without dragging along […]

High Ceilings and Tiny Organs

I returned last Thursday from my 10-day trip to Costa Rica, but of course, the blog runs on its own time (that is, severely delayed.) Because of this, you can expect a handful more Costa Rica posts hitting the e-press in the next week. All five of us (David at the wheel, Kirk riding shotgun, […]