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pacific dreams and real estate schemes

Santa Catalina is a fishing village circled by real estate sharks. There is already blood in the water and so it is only a matter of time before the feeding frenzy begins in earnest.
But right now you can still meet a surfer from Devon there who attended the same boarding school as Winston Churchill yet [...]

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the blue zone

The news is…. I have a job!
I am managing a hostel in Santa Catalina. The Blue Zone is a laid back surfer hang out that comes complete with a charming house with an ocean view, a slightly crazy dog and a definitively crazy cat. It the slow season and the regular manager is taking some [...]

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isolation

Small village life.
Two hours on the bus to the nearest grocery store. No internet to speak of, no phone, no post.
On the other hand, there is the sunset over the Pacific ocean. Whales, dolphins, turtles. Surf. Clams on the beach. Fried fish. Rainy season thunder storms. Endless star gazing.

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more blue

I going to be taking time* out in Santa Catalina on the Pacific side of Panama to do more dive training in the Coiba Marine Park.
* …’time’ here referring to maybe six months or so…

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a list

Today:

A day of sunshine surrounded by storm clouds
A three wattled bellbird by the road
A gift of freshly caught tuna
A friend for the afternoon
A loan of an intriguing book
A wasp sting

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costa rica postscript

The return journey of an overnight trip to Costa Rica on the bus in order to get my rear hub repaired proved very entertaining with road blocks and riot police creating a blockage about fifty kilometres from the border that had to be circumnavigated through jungle and banana plantations. (There will be photos…eventually…)
Thanks to Michael [...]

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two years on the road…

Two years on the road has taken its toll on my bike. My rear hub has self-destructed and all the pedalling in the world produces no result right now. So, having finally made my escape from Costa Rica, I am now faced with the prospect of having to return to find spare parts to get [...]

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hmmm, costa rica…

Well, I have tried to like Costa Rica but it’s a small country – as I’m sure I have already mentioned – and much of it is in the hands of foreign property developers and other dubious expats who see the place in terms of real estate opportunites whose value is measured only in dollars. [...]

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marking time in costa rica

I’m stuck in Costa Rica waiting for my new bank card to arrive. Sadly, it’s a small country and not one I’m particularly interested in.
However, I can definitively report at this point in time that if you cook for yourself and camp it is not an expensive place to visit. A pineapple, a butternut squash, [...]

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costa rica

I know it’s de riguer to complain about how expensive and inauthentic Costa Rica is but, after a grand total of three days, I have to say I’m liking it so far.
It is full of birds and they have names like the shining honeycreeper.
I bought a papaya, a head of garlic, three sweet potatoes and [...]

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