Saturday, June 29, 2013

Cut the Costa Rica Real Estate Bullshit

I'm un-mothballing my blog! It's good to be back.

I've been reading realestate blogs today about CostaRica... All of them tell prospective buyers what they want to hear - not what they need to hear. So here's my blog post (it's not long-winded like the ones I read today):

"Costa Rica, at best, is as f*cked up as the US and Europe (maybe both combined). You need a suitcase full of cash and two full of patience if you want to accomplish anything. You need a pioneer mentality in order to survive - no pussies. But the weather's great and you don't have to wear shoes or a tie. And everyone is genuinely happy and lives longer doing more with less. That's 'pura vida'."

For goodness sake! What's wrong with just telling it like it is, guys?

Sunday, October 23, 2011

I Blew Out My Flip-flop, Stepped on a Pop-Top

The last 10 days here in Playa Hermosa, Guanacaste, have been rainsoaked (way more than usual) with some big surf that has eroded the beach significantly (we don't have any surf normally, so big surf is pretty unusual). Tropical depression Irwin was parked off the Pacific coast of southern Mexico for a week or so and threw a whole crapload of angry ocean at us, as well as 3-5 inches of rain every day for the last week and a half.

This afternoon Carla, Laila and I went down to the beach in front of AquaSport to enjoy low tide and an ocean that was back to its normal calm - swim-able for Laila. I was pretty amazed at how the face of Playa Hermosa's beach had changed. The sand has been eroded down anywhere from 1 - 3 meters and had exposed sand bags, beach logs, trash, shells and even some bones that had been long buried under its beautiful sands for years. I've never seen so many shells on our beach. Carla say's she hasn't seen surf like we've had, or this many shells on the beach in over 10 years.

And I don't doubt her. Why? Remember Pull-tabs (a.k.a. pop-tops) on beer and soda cans? Well, they're back on the beach in Playa Hermosa. Pull-tabs tossed by litter bugs sucking down cold ones back in the 80's - and before - have been unearthed by Mother Nature and are now back on the beach in the light of day after being buried for more than 20 years! And they're all over the place.

I showed one that I found to Carla and asked her if she knew what it was. She had no clue. So I filled her in and she looked at me in quasi-disbelief (born 1977). I told her how we would collect these things and make chains out of them by putting the tab through the ring and bending it over. I told here how most ended up underfoot for someone to step on, and how society became so fed up with the ubiquitous pull-tab that a race for a better "no throw-away" solution for opening a beverage can was born - how someone came up with the stay-on-tab in direct response to the proliferation of pull-tabs discarded throughout every corner of the natural landscape - especially on beaches where bare footed beach combers were shredding their feet on aluminum pop tops (Blew out my flipflop! Stepped on a pop top!).

Nothing like a little nostagia here in Paradise!

Pura bierra!

P.S.: Beverage Can history. Pretty interesting. I had forgotten about press-button tops! But then, I'm a geezer! LOL!

Thursday, September 22, 2011

Paradise Social Goes Live!

Last week was a pretty big week for me. I launched my new company, Paradise Social! It was inspired by a perceived need to reach out to small businesses with respect to their social media presence and offer them affordable, out of the box services for them to engage their customers - current and prospective - and grow their businesses. Social media marketing and publicity can be mystifying to many small business owners. And it takes time and effort to cultivate and grow a follower base, which takes small business owners away from actually running their core business.

Paradise Social offers "Affordable Social Media Marketing and Publicity to Small Businesses in Paradise". It's great news and I'm really excited about it. Click the links below to find out more about us. And please LIKE/ADD/FOLLOW me!

I'm going to be blogging a little less here at Guanacaste CR. But I won't abandon my followers altogether. Look at it this way, now you can follow me at play AND at work! Sometimes I get the two confused. That's just life in Paradise!

Pura vida!

Friday, August 26, 2011

The Super Veterinaria Liberia

My pulse quickens, my testosterone surges and I get a little pep in my step when we go to visit the Super Veterinaria Liberia in Guanacaste! My favorite "guy place" to go shopping in Liberia, Guanacaste! (Gimme a Tim Allen, "Arrh, Arrh, Arrh!").

Though, there are some items available for purchase by women - mostly related to cats - guys can buy just about anything and everything manly here. Gas powered chain saws, weed whackers, guns & rifles, work boots, cowboy boots, horse saddles, fertilizer, dog food, chicken feed, knives, machetes, medicines for horses/cattle/dogs, rope, cowboy hats, roosters, puppies, goldfish, bunny rabbits................ Ummmm.... Ok....... so the last three items only apply to gay men, and maybe the cowboy hats and boots too. But the point is, we're all men and the Super Veterinaria Liberia doesn't disappoint!

Yesterday's mission was to purchase 10 kilos of dog food and a couple of kilos of fertilizer for my fruit trees. But! As is such with many missions, something went awry and my 4-year old daughter left with a plastic bag containing a female Siamese fighting fish. That's right! A girl fighting fish, and in the hands of a little girl! WTF?!

But, hey!! What am I saying?! It was a freakin' Siamese fighting fish, right?!! I mean, if you mentally block out the female part, that's freakin' manly!! Arrh! Arrh! Arrh! Mission accomplished!

Pura vida!

Saturday, August 13, 2011


Copos (literally, "flakes" - as in "snow flakes") are sold on the street and on many of the popular beaches of Costa Rica by copos vendors pushing two-wheeled carts with insulated compartments that house a large block of ice (maqueta de hielo). The carts are also outfitted with holders for flavored syrups ("blue"/chicle/bubble-gum, "red"/kolita/kolita, "white"/coco/coconut, "purple"/uva/grape, "green"/limón/lime, "orange"/naranja/orange), paper cups, spoons and straws.

The vendor has a cool shaving contraption that probably has a name, but I don't know it. It holds an inverted cup and directs the ice shavings up into it as the block is shaved. There's some technique involved and it's fun to take part in the spectacle of the "production" of the copo. Copos have been the cool, rich, sickeningly-sweet favorites of non-diabetic kids and adults alike for generations.

Wanna see how it's done? Here's a video I took today while walking the dogs on the beach that'll give you an idea of what I'm talking about. Unfortunately (or fortunately), I can't share with you the sugar rush and the snow cone headache that these things pack.

The sugar buzz one gets from one of these streetwise delicacies is intense, even for an adult. Give one to a three or four-year old and you'd better get your catcher's mit or goalie goves ready.

P.S.: No worries! I was able to walk my buzz off and didn't have to go to the hospital. Phew!

Pura vida!