Today I saw Geri and Carolin briefly before they left, having finished breakfast. Geri said something about enjoying the trip, probably what I should have said last night at the Peruvian restaurant.
Then I had breakfast alone and lazed around the pool. Finally I went in, and the water was not warm but it was invigorating. Now I have two wet bathing suits!
Then I checked out of my room and left my bags at the hotel. I walked to the Museo de Oro but along the way I stopped at the Central Market and got lucky. I found a place that served pitaya juice! It is rare here but common in Mexico and Nicaragua (at least those are the countries where I've been able to find it). It wasn't as wonderful as I remembered it. But it's so pretty! It matched the new hat I had just bought nearby, having lost mine.
All the juices mentioned but not pitaya!
On the way to the museum I had to sidestep huge numbers of pigeons and a man tried to sell me corn nuts to feed them. Just then one got on my back and memories of the parrot biting me came back and as I was trying to get it off me, the nut vendor laughed. Charming. Not.
The Museum which cost $16 for foreigners but only $5.50 for Ticos, was very good. I was interested in the building itself as it is all underground and the Plaza de Cultura is on the top of it.
I liked some of the art exhibit by a Costa Rican named Rolando Faba.
I liked the frog made from gold and the small section on women.
I also liked the film about Costa Rica’s indigenous peoples which makes up only 2.4% of the total population. Some have lost their native language, but some, like the Malecu/Maleku (who we met a couple of) still speak it.
I took a taxi to Soda Tapia and was given a menu with all the prices blackened out. Interesting! I asked and was given a better menu which was only a little less inscrutable so I just asked for what everyone else was eating, the casado, basically a plate of many different things. They weren't wearing the traditional hats that I had noticed on my first visit; they still had hats but they were red. So the white hats must have been for the month of Independence celebrations.
One man near me was enjoying a big dish of brightly colored ice creams.
The rain started pouring down during my meal but it wasn't bad by the time I walked to the hotel and asked for my bags. I took a taxi but he was having a hard time finding the new Airbnb. Back and forth, the meter ticking, and traffic in Escazu as bad on a Saturday as the weekdays I had been there. Finally we found it and I got the code to work on the gate and then another for the lockbox and I was in! It's nice but I can hear quite a bit of the traffic noise.
I went out and walked to the huge store MasXMenos to pick up some food. I don't plan to cook but it's nice to have a kitchen!
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