Leaving Pacifico

The Trek from Playas del Coco, Costa Rica to Bozeman, Montana ….Twenty Dozen (Get it…2012)

Our Pacifico Beach Club

After living in Costa Rica from early November 2011 through early May, 2012, the time had finally come to leave it all behind and begin our journey back to the USA and our trek from South Florida to the North West corner of the good ole United States of America.  Yes, it was slightly sad to be leaving Costa Rican friends as well as our gorgeous surroundings at Pacifico and our beautiful Pacifico Beach Club but the anticipation of reuniting with old friends and family members whom we had not seen for many months far outweighed the any regrets about leaving Playas del Coco for a few months.  You can check out condo details at http://www.allcostaricarentals.com/pacifico-lifestyle-1313

Our "Front Yard"

Of course, preparing for our departure from our condo at Pacifico became about the same level of difficulty as scaling Mt. Everest in a straight jacket.  First there was the dubiously brilliant decision to remove the bedroom carpet in favor of tile and then paint our bedroom and bath during that final week in residence.  The flooring portion of this episode went fine after 8 trips to the city of Liberia 30 miles away to acquire the materials, then a few more trips to acquire the correct materials.  But the painting…well, not so fine.  With inferior tools and poor quality paint (poor quality paint and tools were our only option), the job became infinitely more challenging than winning the US Open Golf Championship at Augusta.

Add to that the saga of the car inspection whereupon it became clear that it would be simpler just to drive it into the Pacific Ocean where it could become a reef to shelter giant grouper and red snappers.  You see, one of the many trials and tribulations of life in Costa Rica is that your car must be inspected in a certain month, which in our case was, of course, a month when we would not be in the country.  Then there was the rock which chipped our windshield which would have to be replaced before the inspection could be done.  With only days left for us to remain in Costa Rica, it was apparent that our problem was basically insurmountable.  Or to put it another way…we were screwed.

With only a couple of days left before departing the condo our dear friends, Macha and Sary,  in San Jose called and insisted we bring our car to them, leave it in the underground parking garage at their hotel while we’re away and they would get the windshield fixed and the inspection completed in our absence.  Proof positive that angels do exist!