My Costa Rican Adventure, Part 1

I woke up from a shattered nap on the airplane because dawn was breaking onto the Texas plane like a lava flow. There were flat and broken clouds hovering beneath us, and it looked like orange fire was seeping through the cracks in them. It was easy to imagine that I was looking down at the time before the dinosaurs, like in Fantasia.

Then later, I was riding fast through the streets of a strange new city! Colors and dispositions flew by. (It was like the time that my friends and I had maybe an hour to hang out in the Chicago Art Institute. Rather than focus on a few things, we opted to dash through as much as possible and let the works penetrate us as much as they could in a glance. That remains one of the most stimulating hours of my life.) ....But here was beautiful Costa Rica. I saw pastry shops and school children, dogs, and a goat. I read the Spanish signs and realized with glee that I still remembered how to order a cheap beer. Unfortunately, all of that is back there, while I am here in a sleepy resort hotel. It´s been raining cats and dogs since we arrived, but at least this is definitely a great place for some unshattered sleeping.