They say there are two seasons in Chicago. Winter and construction.
There’s two seasons in Costa Rica as well. Dry “Summer” (verano) – January through April and Rainy “Winter” (invierno) – May through December. Now for you climatologists out there note that whilst Costa Rica does effectively “mirror” the typical weather of the Northern Hemisphere (our winter is the US / Northern European summer and vice versa), Costa Rica actually is in the Northern Hemisphere. I’ll leave you to debate this quirk of nature and move on with my point.
When it rains here, it typically pours. So far this has manifested itself as bright, sunny or slightly overcast mornings, with a steadily increasing cloud cover until eventually the heavens open. The Ticos are always ready with umbrellas. The tourists (such as they are this time of year) are more…variable (I saw a couple today who looked like drenched rats standing under a bridge. I was tempted to offer a ride but I’m borrowing a friend’s car whilst here and didn’t want to water soak his leather seats. Also there’s obviously the need to be conscious of ones personal security here and, in fact, in two thirds of the places I’ve ever visited).
The rain nourishes the land. The lushness and vegetation of this country never ceases to amaze me and is one of the main reasons I want to live here. I’ve always felt most at peace when nature is within reach and is abundant. In Chicago I was near the lakefront and had access to parks and green spaces, but compared to here that was like being in a desert.
I was driving back from Grecia today when it really let loose. The phone was in its holder and supplying the much-needed navigation (for context the apartment where I am currently staying in Escuzu is, according to Google Maps, on an “unnamed street”. I use GPS coordinates to drive home at night, and that isn’t unusual. I’ll post later on how navigating here is like asking for directions in the mountains of West Virgina).
My Nexus 6P has a neat little double tap on the on/off button that lets it switch to taking a picture / video. So there it was, safely in the holder, taking this video:
I’d paused under a bridge (well paused is a euphemism – the traffic was moving at 2 miles an hour) and was enjoying the waterfall effect in front of me. And yes, when I drove under it I cackled like a 3 year old on a roller coaster. What can I say. I love nature!
LTPV!
Gary