About me: "Imperious, choleric, irascible, extreme in everything, with a dissolute imagination the like of which has never been seen, atheistic to the point of fanaticism, there you have me in a nutshell, and kill me again or take me as I am, for I shall not change."
De Sade
Who I'd like to meet:
well, let's start with you.
more schools I attended
St. Francis College, Moravia, San Jose, Costa Rica
Pease Elementary
the cathedral in the town square of san isidro. I remember
going to a wedding of some friends of ours here.
many long and boring days were spent waiting for a
bus to take us to san jose at this very bus station in san isidro.
the cinema in san isidro played mostly asian kung fu movies. this was one of the few movies i actually recall going to see with my friends. with spanish subtitles...i still love it!
carts such of these passed our house at regular intervals
a very dangerous snake from costa rica, the bushmaster.
one of the two seasons.
may not look like much here but i remember the
easter parade being quite the spectacular event in san isidro (this is a
different one in cartago).
i first had arroz con leche on easter day. in costa
rica the leche part is often coconut milk.
this image is actually from guatemala, but i recall
a shed like this behind our house where all our clothes were washed. there
was a long bar of blue and white soap solely for this purpose and they were
scrubbed against a metal washboard.
pulperias such as this dotted the mountain roads. imagine a costa rican
7-eleven. the family that ran the one next to us were good friends. there
are two doors because the counter inside is divided. the right side is general
groceries and the left side is a bar.
the national pasttime of costa ricans (and the rest of the world) was/is
futbol. but at the pulperia buenos aires it was foosball! my friend eric's
big brother was a master foosball player.
mmmmmmmmmmmmmm mangos
a road from san isidro. looks similar to san pedro
where we lived. san pedro was more of a winding road though.
san pedro was a mountain road with many even taller
mountains all around us. Most of these were dormant volcanoes, many others
were active. The best known active volcano in the area was Irazu. A map
of Costa Rica shows a chain of volcanoes from the northwest coner to the
southeast corner. We also had earthquake tremors sometimes for this reason.
the traje tipico was something like this. can't
find a better picture. :/
this gold jewellery is rather typical.
my dad took me to museum filled with these green jade figures
the local dairy. american co-opers will notice the two pines logo. *click
it*
serious grocery shopping took place here at the
market in san jose.
there was a shop where my mother bought roasted
coffee beans for the non stop supply of coffee my family drank. the same
shop sold these roasted peanuts also. i can still remember the smell.
for those other times, there is the mas y menos.
i just love the name. *click it*
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at saint francis our uniforms were grey shirts with navy shorts. the girls
wore skirts and had these shoes with psychedelic orange swirls on them.
the uniforms had to be made by the tailor in san isidro
i am not certain what this building was, but i remember eating lunch with
my mother here. i think there was a library or bookstore nearby.
When my grandparents came to visit, we went here, the opera house in san
jose. it was quite an impressive building, even for me. honestly, where
else in the western hemisphere will you see any place like this?
la refresca nacional de costa rica
another cultural obsession, el tiburon. this one
found by fishermen had been marked in costa rica.
arroz con pollo is the most famous dish.
my dad's favourite dish... gallo pinto. the secret he says is the red
paste to colour the rice.
i was too young to drink any of this. i still am... :P but my dad and
uncle shared many stories of costa rican guarro.
this would be the national flower of costa rica, as they grew everywhere.
speaking of sugar products... sugar cane such as
this grew around our house. there is nothing like pure cane sugar. on the
other hand, the bats also thought so.
for some reason much of costa rican tv was imported from japan. though we did not have a tv at home i saw enough espectroman to make it memorable. i can still hear him shouting si senor to some disembodied voice... think a japanese shazam in spanish... other shows i remember were ultraman, godzilla, tezuka cartoons like kimba the white lion, and mexican comedies like el chapulin colorado
Chamaecrista nictitans: one of the first things we were shown upon arriving in Costa Rica was this amazing little fern. A man we befriended there by the name of Victor pointed it out. It is super sensitive to the touch and will close up its leaves and reopen only after awhile. like a vegetable version of a pill bug. It is apparently used for various folk remedies.
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yes, much the general worry of my parents we drank cans and cans of this stuff. straight out of the can. it was the fav snack drink of costa rica. are you amazed that i have any teeth left? we used to drink cherry syrup as well...
yo lets get this revolution goin, comrade, maybe someday all the radicals can put aside their petty differences and stop talkin word up. love ur posts on the anarcho-commy forum
I'm OK -GO AWAY!
Don't try to push your bullshit off on me
I'm a hopeless case and it's plain to see
I was born out-of-place
and that's where I wanna be
I'm a social disgrace
Fuck your face!
I'm a certified, professional
SOCIAL DISGRACE!!
Ahh.. the good old days! So glad to hear from you again!
I'll never forget that party you had back in the day, where my daughter's father's band, Stupid Ugly Kids played and Ford jumped out the window of your parents' bedroom, and you got mad because someone ate all your Honey Combs cereal. Fun times yeah!!!
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jolly ol' cholesterol...
