Soft landing in Heredia, Costa Rica

In Mary Ann's garden. Photo by David Webster Smith

In Mary Ann's garden. Photo by David Webster Smith

Ah, it’s good to breath the air here again! It’s somehow richer and wetter, even when the moisture hasn’t coalesced into rain.

My friend Mary Ann, who moved from New York City to Costa Rica in 2004, picked us up from the San Jose airport and whisked us up the hill to her perch above San Rafael de Heredia. The air is fresco (cool) up here on the way to Barva volcano, and the Central Valley is spread out below–nice to see the lights but not have to breath the diesel fumes.

Last night the wind rattled the roof and the dogs next door went wild.

This morning, the sun was shining on Mary Ann’s riotous garden, and we would have seen a toucan in the tree if we hadn’t been too lazy to get out of bed and follow its distinctive call. “I’ve got two toucans,” Mary Ann informed us last night. “I think my place is a refuge for them because I’m the only one up here without dogs.”  A while back a sloth took up residence in her front yard for two months, then moved (very slowly) on.

Mary Ann's house

Mary Ann's house. Photo: David Webster Smith

Tonight, up to La Tiquicia, a rustica restaurant in the hills above Escazu. Mary Ann likes their yucca stuffed with cheese.

It’s good to be back.

  • By wm, November 20, 2009 @ 6:07 pm

    Glad you made it there safely – looking forward to vicariously traveling with you!

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