Costa Rica

We sailed into Puntarenas before 0630 this morning. The sun was already up. The random clouds in the sky didn’t look or feel like rain. I waited till after lunch time to wander out and along the water front. There were a few people on the beach and more than a few stands of various souvenirs. Unlike many other ports, there wasn’t a terminal building which you had to walk through (and dodge merchants).

I don’t think I had ever taken a picture of the city sign before. So after I got done taking a pictures for other people (the sign is too big for the average selfie) I decided that this is one of those “I was here” snaps that might be worth taking.

The only other picture I took was of our ship since it was more than a reasonable distance down the pier.

other than that – it was a quiet day. I stitched, listened to two different CME presentations late morning/early afternoon followed by the 2x/month stitching zoom.

Tomorrow is another sea day so it will be stitching, stretching, and a lot of stairs…

 

About Holly

fiber person - knitter, spinner, weaver who spent 33 years being a military officer to fund the above. And home. And family. Sewing and quilting projects are also in the stash. After living again in Heidelberg after retiring (finally) from the U.S. Army May 2011, we moved to the US ~ Dec 2015. Something about being over 65 and access to health care. It also might have had to do with finding a buyer for our house. Allegedly this will provide me a home base in the same country as our four adult children, all of whom I adore, so that I can drive them totally insane. Considerations of time to knit down the stash…(right, and if you believe that…) and spin and .... There is now actually enough time to do a bit of consulting, editing. Even more amazing - we have only one household again. As long as everyone understands that I still, 40 years into our marriage, don't do kitchens or bathrooms. For that matter, not being a golden retriever, I don't do slippers or newspapers either. I don’t miss either the military or full-time clinical practice. Limiting my public health/travel med/consulting and lecturing to “when I feel like it” has let me happily spend my pension cruising, stash enhancing (oops), arguing with the DH about where we are going to travel next and book buying. Life is good!
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