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July 23, 2008, 3:48 pm
Somewhere in Boruca a stock pile of Fart Bombs have been located and a street battle has broken out. The little plastic packages look harmless enough and are easy to conceal. However, when you hear the loud pop of a fart bomb that has been smacked onto the ground and the devilish chuckle of a Borucan, fading into the distance as they run away, you know that things are about to get unpleasent.
The aroma of the fart bombs is a mixture of rotten eggs and a saint bernard with seroius digestive problems. The smell waifes through houses and lingers… and … (Read more)
July 17, 2008, 1:15 pm
After spending a few days in Isla Ometepe I jumped back on the ferry and crossed back to the mainland. From there I went to the bus station for Granada. The bus station was filled with vendors hocking food, candy, drinks, toys, and watches. Vendors shoved sticks with merchandise into bus windows and yelled the names of their goods in mechanical fashion. I tried calculating how many times they repeated those words everyday. The numbers became difficult to multiply in my head.
The packed bus rolled up the Interamericana towards Granada, the oldest European settlement in the Western hemisphere. We arrived … (Read more)
July 11, 2008, 11:07 am
Currently I am on vacation for 15 dias. It is basically Costa Rica’s “winter” break. Since Costa Rica is far to expensive to travel for any extended period of time on a volunteer salary I joined a group of seven other intrepid volunteers to head north into Nicaragua.
Our trip started with a ten-hour bus ride from San Jose, Costa Rica to Rivas, Nicaragua. The trip was largely painless except for about a three hour wait crossing the border. Once crossing we were immediately struck buy how different Nicargua is from Costa Rica. While Costa Rica has the highest per-capita income … (Read more)
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