Costa Rican Eclectic Bits

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More of what this blog is KNOWN for - - - eclecticity. This time my eclectic gene was working overtime in CR.


Do we still have these in the US????? Well, they are no longer here in the midwest, anyway.

Fisherhubby and I USED to use this gas exclusively. It was our FIRST gas credit card.

Do you remember the TV commercials from the 60's???? Then SING with me:

"You can trust your car
To the man who wears the star,
The Big Red Texaco Star!!!"

And while we're on the subject - - - whatever HAPPENED to those men in red stars???? You know the ones I mean. The ones who came RUNNING out to pump your gas, check your oil & air, AND wash all your windows - - - all for twenty-five cents a gallon.

Where did THOSE men in red stars go???


These signs were EVERYWHERE.

I'm just SURE there has to be a "pun" in them SOMEWHERE. Even me, my hugely Spanish-challenged self, knew the "es" was "is". So, what in the world is "jiron is jiron"?

I asked someone who had some Spanish skills - - - he said it wasn't a pun, that it was just a mattress company, and he didn't think "jiron" had any English translation.

Well, that did NOT satisfy an eclectic like moi, so I put it in a Spanish translator. Result? "Shred is shred."

OK - - - either this ISN'T a mattress company at all, or they stuff them with shredded things, or shred means sleep, or WHAT?!? Some of you unchallenged linguists HELP me with this one.


I took this picture so I would remember to tell y'all one VERY crucial geometric fact I learned in Costa Rica, and which I had to come back and CORRECT to my 6th Grade Math students. Wink wink

It is DEFINITELY not true EVERYWHERE that the distance between point A and point B is a straight line.

I'm just sayin' - - - -

Last evening Fisherhubby and I were returning home and I dozed off. When he turned from one highway onto another, I jerked awake and for a split second, I SWEAR I thought I was back in CR riding on a bus.

Would I kid you about an important thing like that?


Typical colorful view from the front window of the "bus," which this time appears to be a van - - - but trust me, it was nearly ALWAYS a bus.

Do you see, on the right side of this photo, on the curb, a metal box up on a thin pole? That was where they put their garbage bags! How smart is that? Keep them up off the street and away from pesty dogs and other varmints.

Obviously the folks on the LEFT side of the street didn't get the memo - - -


I just gotta tell ya, I fell in L-O-V-E with these. So many tiny homes - - - I believe we'd call them "cottages" here. Each with a fenced in postage stamp front yard. Most of those were planted as gardens - - - and if they were tiled, then there were pots of gorgeous tropical flowers everywhere.


Aren't they the cutest? And I just gotta tell ya. I realized something VERY important.

Fisherhubby and I could EASILY live in one of these. (Of course Fisherhubby would have to "do" the garden thing as I have a brown thumb.)

I'm pretty sure we do NOT really need our four bedroom, three bath, three car garage MANSION for just the two of us.

No - - - it isn't a mansion by American Standards, but our standards are warped.

Way warped.

Again, I'm just sayin' - - -


Just to let you know, I DID dip my toes for the FIRST TIME EVER in the Pacific. Been to the Atlantic and the Gulf of Mexico plenty 'o times - - - first time for the Pacific.

I did NOT realize at the time that these flip flops weren't plastic. Oh well - - - so they are a bit warped outof shape now. They still wear.


This is a Costa Rican mall.


They told us it is one of the nicest ones - - - and trust me, it was REAL NICE. I had on capris and flip flops and I was WAY underdressed for the occasion.

I believe this will be my last Costa Rica post, but that is NOT to be misunderstood as a promise that I will never mention it again.

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