We have moved our base of operations to San Jose. San Jose is “El Chepe” to some, especially to those distant from the city… Now that the internet is better, we’ll be able to open the spillway for the many photos that have been rising behind the electronic dam. I’ll be working backwards and forwards at the buildup. Today is backwards day. It’s time for a taste of the city.
We’re not in the green jungle any more. We’re in the concrete jungle. There is still birdsong to be heard, but the birdsong is punctuated by the sounds of cars, trucks, motorcycles, sirens, and even by the sound of the trains which again rumble and hornblat their way to and from San Jose, Heredia, and Cartago. The Costa Rican rail system is gradually coming back to life.
We took our first city walk yesterday afternoon.
A nice walk, in the cool breeze and strong sun.
We stopped at a “soda” restaurant for lunch.
There was some excellent accidental art incorporated into an exposed brick wall.
There were gaudy cakes in the postres display case.
Continuing on after lunch, we passed a carseats business.
Under a bridge and just downhill from carseatsland, a new sculpture has sprouted.
At the corner just below the sculpture, our favorite door to nowhere has a new paint job.
In a nearby park, a class of art students were drawing a small shrine. Their subject was an excellent exercise in vanishing point perspective. My subject was in part their teacher, who was taking a photo of his students at work. I like taking pictures of people taking pictures.
So did one of the students.
We admired some starkly glaring sculpted heads.
Farther on there were pretty tiles, and reflections, behind a mesh wire fence.
And just before we got back to the hotel, there was some what the heck?
You make up a story for this, OK?
The details of this place are always intriguing.