Home Business Sign: Stuffed Grapefruits

Toronjas Rellenas (Stuffed Grapefruits) 
 In the front of their house they sell muy rica (very rich) stuffed grapefruit.
 Grapefruit is cooked in sugar to make it candied, then stuffed with cream cheese
 Delicious!
Atenas, Costa Rica

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Retired in Costa Rica
¡Pura Vida!

What is that apparatus?

About my last blog post a faithful reader writes asking: “What is that apparatus behind the lady containing all those bags?”

I circled in red what he is talking about in yesterday’s photo.
Atenas, Costa Rica

And zoomed in on it for a closer look.
It is something every house is suppose to have,
cesto de basura or trash basket like your garbage can in the states.
You put your trash bags in here for pickup and they only pick up bags.
Anything not in a bag will be left, even boxes!
Atenas, Costa Rica

Here is my trash basket along the street by our gate. 3 houses in our compound use it.
 Size and color is up to you, but metal required and off the ground to avoid dogs, iguanas, etc.
And everything must be in a bag to be picked up!
There is a recycling center here, but without a car, not accessible or used much.
Atenas, Costa Rica

“Cleanliness is next to godliness.”
~ My grandmother

And check out the “official” video on Atenas, just 2 1/2 min.   I live in a cool little town!
Or my little book on Atenas, Costa Rica   – Click pages to turn and fullscreen is best view
Or several of my Photo Galleries feature Atenas – just browse through them to see a quaint little town

Home Business Sign: Language School

Su Espacio where I study Spanish
3rd location is in home of owners
 Atenas, Costa Rica

Home of David & Corinna & location of language classes
 Near public library & police station downtown
 Atenas, Costa Rica

It was difficult for them to pay rent for a house in the country and a storefront in town plus riding bus to town daily, so by moving to town to a large-enough house they can live and work in the same location with just one rent. They have one room as a classroom and could have additional classes at same time in their living room and on their covered terrace, so very practical.

And my photo gallery of Home Business Signs – Atenas

Home Business Sign: Auto Detailing

Auto Decorations?
Of course this image makes you think of your car.
And adding decorations, audio, alarms, etc.  🙂
Atenas, Costa Rica

Across the street from the Sports Park one young man runs a business out of his garage or more likely out of his parents’ garage. And every morning he carries this portable sign out to the curb to attract other young men fortunate enough to have a car (not many). He basically adds unnecessary accessories to your car, I guess to attract women like this. Interesting home business.

Before he gets up and puts the girl out, his closed business.
Atenas, Costa Rica

I’m growing a new photo gallery: Home Business Signs – Atenas

The cars we drive say a lot about us.
~Alexandra Paul

An Atenas Miracle!

Ed’s Lost and Found Camera

This blog was originally for friends and family with hopes that a few who are considering retirement in Costa Rica might find it and learn a little bit. Well, one of those is Ed Fair, a professor of law at the University of Texas in Austin and a bigger birder than me. Thus we met through him reading the blog and contacting me and we have corresponded off and on. He wants to retire here maybe next year and do the same sort of things I do He is here now for 6 weeks with two week-long birding trips planned and checking out what it is like to live here. That’s interesting but not the miracle yet.

Tuesday I gave Ed a walking tour of Central Atenas and we had breakfast in a little Tico Soda. He was carrying his camera in his hands rather than his backpack and when he missed it later we both thought he left it in the little soda. But alas, when we went back it was not there. (He didn’t leave it there but on sidewalk wall in front of a shoe store we later learned.) Ed was numb and sad and the loss of his one camera was going to affect his birding experience and he wasn’t sure he wanted to buy one here. I of course told him about losing 3 cameras in Puntarenas.

We went our own ways yesterday (Wed) and had planned to ride a bus to the  beautiful vista restaurant La Casita del Cafe up a mountain outside Atenas. We missed one bus and after an hour and a half wait on another one we gave up and called a taxi, and were later getting there than intended (providential?).

Seated at the bar overlooking the vista was a young American couple we started talking with who lived nearby in Barrio Jesus and just came at this time to get away from their 10 & 15 year old boys for a cappuccino. Earlier we would have missed them. He works over the internet and can live anywhere and chose here. In all the things we talked about, somehow photos came up and Ed commented, “Well, since I just lost my camera, I won’t have many photos this trip.” And Walter casually responded, “Oh don’t worry Ed, I have your camera at my house.” Ed and I were stunned. Walter then asked Ed if he has a daughter or granddaughter named Ashley and of course he did. (Camera had folder of photos labeled Ashley) Then he asked Ed if he took a lot of bird photos? Bingo! It had to be Ed’s lost camera. Walter was advertising it as found on multiple Atenas Facebook groups, hoping he would find the owner. But none of us expected this little miracle meeting! Praise God!

We road in their car with them to their house and got his camera and admired their house with a big yard. Then walked down the highway to Jalapeno Restaurant for a taxi back to Atenas central. Now the chances that we would meet the way we did with the person who found his camera has to be a one in a million kind of miracle! Guardian angels? Sorry I can’t say it is an answer to my prayer because I did not pray for it to be returned. I even told him he would never see it again. Oh me of little faith!

New Graffiti Art in Sports Park

I watched teenagers painting on it one day and a week later it was done!
Parque deportivo (Sports Park)
Atenas, Costa Rica

I think it is an amazing work of art! Thanks to the youth of Atenas!
And a little closer! Both are cell phone photos, as most of my photos from walks in town.
Atenas, Costa Rica

I assume that maybe art classes in one of the two public high schools is doing all of these quality murals around town. This particular park is a hangout for kids of all ages, so very appropriate here!

Every artist dips his brush in his own soul,

and paints his own nature into his pictures. 

~Henry Ward Beecher

Cars Slow Down for Horse and Carriage

It is not every day, but I do see both wagons and carriages in town occasionally.
And even more so, guys/girls riding horses. Safer than motorcycles!  🙂
Atenas, Costa Rica

“Sometimes I think there are only two instructions we need to follow to develop and deepen our spiritual life: slow down and let go.” 

― Oriah Mountain DreamerThe Dance: Moving To the Rhythms of Your True Self


And check out the “official” video on Atenas, just 2 1/2 min.
Or my little book on Atenas, Costa Rica   – Click pages to turn and fullscreen is best view
Or several of my Photo Galleries feature Atenas – just browse through them to see a quaint little town

A Morning Cup of Coffee & Quiet

In yesterday’s effort to be descriptive, this is the coffee shop mentioned.
That’s my empty cup next to the coffee-maker on my table.
La Cafetería (The Coffee Shop)
Atenas, Costa Rica

And my sidewalk cafe view of Central Park across the street.
Atenas, Costa Rica

Just another quiet Saturday morning in a little coffee-farming town in central Costa Rica.

“Quiet is peace. Tranquility. 
Quiet is turning down the volume knob on life. 
Silence is pushing the off button. Shutting it down. All of it.” 

― Khaled HosseiniThe Kite Runner


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Walking Home is a Visual Adventure

A view of Roca Verde just before I begin the descent down a hill to our main entrance.
Above is some of my neighbors in Atenas, Costa Rica
DESCRIBING A DAILY WALK HOME FROM CENTRAL ATENAS

(Sort of like Ernest Hemingway would describe it)

 

I leave the modern Banco Nacional (the only place I visit with air conditioning), crossing the street between two red taxis as they wait out front for customers, one of two red taxi stands in central Atenas. The other colors of taxis are not legally registered with the government and don’t have taxi stands, you just have to call them. As I step into the shade of mango trees in Central Park, I’m careful not to step on a rotting mango on the sidewalk and try to avoid staring at the teenage couple kissing on a park bench. The next park bench has a couple with small child and though less romantic, seem happy and peaceful in their little rural piece of tranquility. The second sidewalk to the right is where the old men sit and talk all morning and parrots gather in the treetops chattering away, while straight ahead the diagonal sidewalk takes me to the opposite corner of the park from the bank where a little corner “cafeteria,” or “sidewalk cafe” (for westerners), sits on the only corner not occupied by the stately courthouse, the imposing Catholic Church or the park. A great spot to be!

 

It is fun to stop here for a cup of their organic coffee (made one cup at a time) and a pastry, the best being a Chilean crumb cake or sometimes a couple of little cinnamon rolls. I sit on the sidewalk at a tiny round table, watching the people go by or others doing various things in the park. Today as a serious-faced, well-dressed woman brushes by me on the sidewalk I’m amused at the high-school boys in their school uniforms playing on the kiddie playground equipment in the park, almost as if they wish they were little children again, struggling across the monkey bars and swinging as high as they can in the swings. Yes, even teens sometimes feel like they are getting old. But not a problem for me! I really enjoy being older now and watching this fascinating world unfold around me! To be a teen again would not be nearly as much fun! Pura vida!
The sun seems to be staying behind clouds today, so I leave my sunglasses off as I walk down tree-shaded Calle 3 past a fried chicken restaurant with high school kids filling it, a farmacia and lawyer office I have used and the compound where my young adult friend Jason lives with his mom and uncle. The uncle rents out a small space out front for a tiny Soda or little food stand that used to sell pizza, now Tico food. There are other small businesses along this street, mostly in homes and a little stream follows part of the way to the left where some work indicates the town may continue a cross-street over the stream, meaning a simple bridge. But the big construction in progress now is on up near Colegio Liceo (the college-prep public high school) where they are digging ditches and burying giant concrete pipes for storm sewer drainage to the stream. And the best thing is they are planning to place sidewalks over the buried pipes which will make this little two-block stretch of my way home a lot safer walking. Progress is slow in a small town, but it happens, Poco a poco!
Around the next corner onto Avenida 8 I continue to walk in the street until they add the new sidewalks, while enjoying the activity of many people in their yards and walkers along the road. The back side of the high school is covered with graffiti art that breaks up monotonous concrete block walls and along here I sometimes wave at my seamstress behind her “Clinica Ropa” sign. Opposite the back of the school a large, covered commercial swimming pool is being built where it appears you will need to join the club or whatever to swim there. I question whether a lot of Ticos will spend money for that, but I am sometimes surprised at priorities and this could be one. And some permanent resident expats may also spend money for something like that. There is a public pool with cheap admission but no organized swim teams, lessons, contests, etc. In the meantime it has been fun to watch a handful of workers slowly put the edifice together in what was a cow pasture.
I continue on to the point where I made the above photo this morning and briefly gaze over one of the several hills of Roca Verde as I walk down the steep hill (easier down than up!) to our entrance gate on a volunteer-built sidewalk traversing a low-income neighborhood that used to be known for drug sales but I think has moved beyond that now. It is the smell of gray water coming out into the street gutters that I object to now and sometimes the barking of dogs or late night music at the community center. But that’s life!  🙂
I walk through the Roca Verde gate and wave at the quiet young man maintaining the gate for car traffic security. Roosters crow and chase chickens around the entrance yard and occasionally there is the mooing of cows as I walk past the pasture in front of my house, checking the big trees for birds. After clicking my compound gate open, I walk up the very steep drive to my house on the right. A simple but comfortable little two-bedroom, one-bath house surrounded by trees and flowers, birds and butterflies and lizards; my little tropical paradise I call home as a hummingbird circles the feeder to remind me it needs to be filled again. I thank God for daily reviving me with such visual walking experiences as I settle into a quiet rest-of-the day at home. My idea of retirement!  🙂
WHAT’S THIS DESCRIPTIVE WRITING ABOUT?

And if you are wondering about this descriptive writing I am attempting, it is motivated by one of the books I am currently reading, the first novel written by Ernest Hemingway, The Sun Also Rises. I will never be able to write descriptions of my surroundings like Hemingway, but it was fun to try.  🙂   I will probably stick to mostly photo captions in the future on this blog, but I am enjoying reading Hemingway again and will probably read some more of him in between my Agatha Christie mysteries and an occasional serious book and my effort to go back to reading more classics.  Books give you a lot more choices than TV or movies! And more quality!

 

Old Man’s Joy: Having Gardeners!

A team of 6 young men come every two weeks to cut grass, edge beds,
weed, and trim shrubs, flowers or trees as needed.
6 guys swooping over my yard in two hours. Neat! And just $50!
This is Cristian in my garden, Atenas, Costa Rica

 

They save my back and other potential aches and pains as well as time,
and they do it fast and very well. I am fortunate! And they are my friends!
This is Alfredo in my garden, Atenas, Costa Rica

 

My back garden is still the centerpiece, but the whole yard is a garden!
I love living here among the tropical plants with doors/windows always open!
Atenas, Costa Rica

My gardeners were here today and halfway through their work we sat down together on my terraza as they call it (my tiled deck) or patio for water, root beer and cookies, chatting in Spanish with my limited understanding but great enjoyment! In addition to the regular chores, they climbed up my Nance Tree and trimmed out the top with a machete. It had grown so much that I had lost nearly half my vista which is now opened up. They had already done that to the Yellow Bells Trees on the left and they too will need it again soon it appears. And in two weeks they are going to plant an Elephant Ears plant in my back garden where something else died. What a joy to have gardeners!

Tree-trimming opened up a view that was decreasing  rapidly. Probably an annual chore now.
Atenas, Costa rica (on a cloudy day)