Words and Pictures from Sleepy People

Ok, we changed money and the kids tried out their spanish language skills on the cashiers in the bank and I don't believe we were shorted on the exchange rate. In our brains we are translating 1000 Colones as about 2 bucks. We are walking around with wads of 10,000 Colones notes and feel pretty importante. I conveniently failed to mention in the previous post that Luke Matthews lost his visa, id, and money. We were waiting to see if it was found on our tour bus, where he believed he last left it. We were not expecting good news as our bus was used after we rode into town by a group of local factory workers. Luke was starting to check out employment opportunities in San Jose when our travel hosts came through and brought everything back. The picture shows Luke and Becky in front of the Grand Hotel, with Luke not as chipper as he should be. Alls well that ends well.

Ok, the National Theater is beside the Grand Hotel; in our second photograph you'll see how even the angels have to be dusted off every once in a while.

For our third photographic installment you will note our dinining facilities in the Grand Hotel. Dinner consisted of rolls, rice, a kind of beef stew, a type of pressed rolled chicken, some Jello-like dessert, and, best of all, a thick, cantalope/watermellon pulpy drink.

Many of us walked around San Jose before dinner. We are in the heart of a big city, with lots of traffic--imagine Chicago pedestrian trafffic, but squeezed into streets half the size, but, then, so is everything else half the size.

finally, to sleep

Robert y Roberto