Monteverde
Arrived, once again, in the Quaker enclave of Monteverde again. My arrival went amazing smoothly smoothly (I am always surprised when all the wheels seem to work )and the folks who were to pick me up did so I just eased on in. Sunny, misty, windy and warm. Happy I brought my heavier rain slicker this year. Sees like I will need it still for the next month.
Now the amazing news! I have scored a whole house with an OVER THE TOP view. The owners will be away for the next month so I can spread out here. When they get back there is a casitia where I can stay just down a path. The house is a very simple pad (they ARE Quakers, of course) but built with all tropical hardwood on the walls and floor with a view over the mountains to the Nicoya Peninsula.
This is the view from the master bedroom.
No frills but good solid home with a covered porch to see the sun setting in the west. Pretty cool. In fact, very cool. For example, the master bedroom has a view over the rainforest, banana trees just below, tropical flowers aside the house and then the plains down below and the peninsula in the distance. Plus, there is a TV which I may figure out how to work and good wifi, unlike last year, so I probably can watch netflicks. Besides, I have promised myself that I intend to study spanish in the evenings when I am home alone. ;)))
Beans are already on the stove and I will make rice later for my dinner. I found some avocado and tomato at the local “Whole Foods” store so will scrounge something for later.
This morning I came back to earth. The float valve in the toilet tank decided to break this morning just as I was heading out to Meeting. Aside from getting wet I found the shut off valve and headed out. Meeting was extremely loving and thoughtful. It was really was a memorial for one of the "old timers". I was reminded of the feeling of loss. It never completely goes away, it just gets covered over like a scab. Good that it does because the raw emotion is too much to carry around all the time.
Well, after Meeting I asked Don Tanner (I know Liz and Don from the 70’s in Argenta, BC) to come over and take a look. He, like I, thought the float valve had a crack in it and because it was plastic it was easier to get a new one rather than try and fix it. Well, I went to town this afternoon, again with Liz and Don, and he found another float valve which seems to fit. A neighbour came over to install it this afternoon. All good now. Tomorrow school starts.
This is where I sleep (its almost like being in a tree house.
Now the amazing news! I have scored a whole house with an OVER THE TOP view. The owners will be away for the next month so I can spread out here. When they get back there is a casitia where I can stay just down a path. The house is a very simple pad (they ARE Quakers, of course) but built with all tropical hardwood on the walls and floor with a view over the mountains to the Nicoya Peninsula.
No frills but good solid home with a covered porch to see the sun setting in the west. Pretty cool. In fact, very cool. For example, the master bedroom has a view over the rainforest, banana trees just below, tropical flowers aside the house and then the plains down below and the peninsula in the distance. Plus, there is a TV which I may figure out how to work and good wifi, unlike last year, so I probably can watch netflicks. Besides, I have promised myself that I intend to study spanish in the evenings when I am home alone. ;)))
Beans are already on the stove and I will make rice later for my dinner. I found some avocado and tomato at the local “Whole Foods” store so will scrounge something for later.
This morning I came back to earth. The float valve in the toilet tank decided to break this morning just as I was heading out to Meeting. Aside from getting wet I found the shut off valve and headed out. Meeting was extremely loving and thoughtful. It was really was a memorial for one of the "old timers". I was reminded of the feeling of loss. It never completely goes away, it just gets covered over like a scab. Good that it does because the raw emotion is too much to carry around all the time.
Well, after Meeting I asked Don Tanner (I know Liz and Don from the 70’s in Argenta, BC) to come over and take a look. He, like I, thought the float valve had a crack in it and because it was plastic it was easier to get a new one rather than try and fix it. Well, I went to town this afternoon, again with Liz and Don, and he found another float valve which seems to fit. A neighbour came over to install it this afternoon. All good now. Tomorrow school starts.
This is the kitchen, simple but it works
The living room 
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