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Two Coasts and No Army, 9: The Winding Road to the Pacific, 3 December 2023

February 28, 2024  •  Leave a Comment
In Costa Rica, students have their longest school break from the end of November until February. The rainy season ends by December, inspiring many Tico families to join the foreign tourists taking vacations at the beach. Ava, HL and I followed them there. We spent much of the day on the road. Our stalwart driver, Dario, collected us late in the...
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Two Coasts and No Army, 8: Ogling the Olingos, 2 December 2023

February 17, 2024  •  Leave a Comment
On our last night in the capital, we enjoyed a reunion with our friend Ava, who lives in Jerusalem. Ava’s son and his family had been residing in the prosperous suburb of Escazú for over a year. They invited us to dine with them, though I suspect that Ava had suggested strongly that they do so. The conversation flowed, the food was plentiful, and o...
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Two Coasts and No Army, 7: Rescate Wildlife Refuge, 30 November 2023

February 10, 2024  •  Leave a Comment
On the way back to San José, Dario and we toured a wildlife rescue facility (Rescate Animal in Spanish). Zoos are illegal in Costa Rica, so any animals kept in captivity must be unable to survive in the wild. We chose to believe that the resident birds and beasts in the Rescate could not be rehabilitated well enough to let them fend for themselves.
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Two Coasts and No Army, 6: Tres Generaciones Café, 30 November 2023

February 02, 2024  •  Leave a Comment
We were chilled and somewhat dispirited after our vain attempt to view the Poás Volcano. Our mood improved rapidly when Dario drove us to c afé on an idyllic coffee plantation. The café's name indicated that the plantation was a family business that had been in operation for three generations: C afé Tres Generaciones. Coffee remains one of Costa R...
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Two Coasts and No Army, 5: The Virtual Volcano, 30 November 2023

January 28, 2024  •  Leave a Comment
When planning our trip, HL and I had to choose between renting a car or hiring a driver. We selected the latter option. Dario, a genial Tico (the local name for a native Costa Rican), met us at the hotel on our second morning in San José. We wanted to ascend to Poás, a volcano with one of the world’s largest craters. The narrow road north had only...
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Two Coasts and No Army, 4: A Leap into the Void, 29 November 2023

January 21, 2024  •  Leave a Comment
It was almost closing time for the tri-level Museos del Banco when HL and I left the Pre-Columbian Gold Museum. The second, or middle, level was reserved for temporary exhibitions. The staircase was situated so that we could peer into the gallery as we ascended to the street level. A series of paintings covered the walls. All of them were the works...
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Two Coasts and No Army, 3: Mapping the Cosmos, 29 November 2023

January 14, 2024  •  Leave a Comment
In 2019, the Museum of Pre-Columbian Gold in San José underwent a complete renovation. As part of it, the museum's directors commissioned a permanent multimedia installation, entitled U SuLé. It was created by an artistic collective called Pulse. The installation stood in the middle of the main gallery, behind a wall enclosing an oval space. U S...
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Two Coasts and No Army, 2: Buried Treasure, 29 December 2023

January 08, 2024  •  Leave a Comment
Though San José may lack the grandeur of many capital cities, it does possess several museums in close proximity to the Teatro Nacional. The downtown attractions that piqued my interest were clustered around the aptly named Plaza de la Cultura. HL and I found the plaza easily enough, but we had to search for the Museum of Pre-Columbian Gold/ El Mus...
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Two Coasts and No Army, 1: The Curtain Rises on Costa Rica, 29 November 2023

January 02, 2024  •  Leave a Comment
Teatro Nacional, San José Our flight landed in San J osé after dark, so we saw little more of the Costa Rican capital than the stream of tail lights on the roads from the airport to our hotel until the next morning. To the best of my knowledge, no one has described San José as a beautiful city. Its commercial thoroughfares were lined with fast foo...
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On a Sling and a Prayer: A Scar is Born

October 01, 2023  •  Leave a Comment
My descent into oblivion began before I was asked to count backwards from ten, a request that had been part of my previous experiences of anesthesia. Dr. X.'s cocktail of chemicals rendered me wholly insensible for hours. When HL came to collect me, I was able to walk and talk, just barely. My right forearm was swathed in gauze. I was given a sling...
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