OXCARTS.... and more.....

Hello
So we're just staying in town this weekend. Kim is busy writing exams for her class and I'm busy waiting for her to write her exams for my class. Just kidding. I'm actually giving my class a pop quiz. They've been asking for it lately by saying things to eachother in spanish and then laughing. I dont know for sure they're talking about me but if they weren't why would they be talking in spanish. Oh, and dont give me that "because they dont speak english" excuse. they could translate through body language. 90% of communication is non verbal... and if i have to fail everyone of them they are going to remember that!

So yesterday we went to SARCHI... "the woodworking capital of Costa Rica." Kim couldn´t wait because they had everything from armours to beds to rocking chairs. Ahh the magic. We left fairly early to get there, but of course kim needs to stop and get food, and of course i read the guide book incorrectly and of course Kim doesn´t want to appear lost cause we were in a really bad part of town (WOMEN!) but eventually we found a bus that would sort of take us there. So the guide book (which i read incorrectly for a second time) seemed to indicate that there was a big beautiful bus terminal in Sarchi, but one didnt actually exist. And also the only things less well marked than streets in Costa Rica are the cities. So we coasted through Sarchi thinking we were on the outskits, looking for the beautiful terminal only to have the bus stop in a town about 40 mins away which was the end of the line. To celebrate our first big getting lost we drank a coke. i had the last sip. kim was mad at me because of this the rest of the day.
So we took the bus back and ended up getting to Sarchi at around 5 (after leaving San Jose at 1), just in time to see most of the shops closing. But all wasn't lost. We did find a few shops that were open so Kim could get her woodwork shopping on. The shops also had one of the famous painted Sarchi oxcarts. YUP YOU HEARD ME... OXCARTS!!! We took some pictures beside it but they didnt really work because it was sunset. I will forever curse our bad luck.

After a good 40 mins in the town we hopped on a bus back to San Jose and then got home. We celebrated getting home by cooking a chicken. It took about 3 hours to cook. The chickens here are really fatty too. Dont they know that factory farms make them nice and lean. When in the developing world i guess....

My prayers and wishes are with everyone of you.
david (kim is beside me and i think she approves this message too)

ps. because kim is the woodworking nut i encouraged her to write in the blog today, but she though her job was more important. So dont people start cutting me up for being the only one who writes on this thing. Blame her and her mixed up priorities.