This marks the end of my second week in Costa Rica, and although I still feel like I have landed in paradise, I have reached the end of the "honeymoon period" and started noticing a few quirks about this place that is starting to irritate me...
1) For the first time in about 34 years (my parents will be able to narrow the exact timing down) I have a "nappy rash". It turns out sitting on a board in damp cloths is remarkably like wearing a diaper. It was a somewhat embarrassing conversation at the pharmacy, but I am now loaded up on Johnson's baby powder and Chlorphenoxamine hydrochloride...
2) To call what is leading up to my bungalow a "road" is like claiming Blackpool is England's answer to the French riviera.. it is just not true.
3) There isn't a levelled playing field between humans and biting insects here. I am hoping that somehow I will be recognised as a "local tica" among the mosquito community and get exempt from the assault that tends to happen as soon as night falls...
Given these are my only complaints so far, I think Costa Rica is a keeper though... Tomorrow I am off on a bit of a road trip with Corinne, so the blog will be back on Monday (and so will I..)
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