The Strip

I uploaded the photos I took of the Las Vegas strip today. A bit disappointing. Lesson number one was about timing. I mean, I think pictures of Las Vegas have to be taken at night. Daylight and Las Vegas just don’t fit together in my mind. But I didn’t plan…

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Coming home

On my way back to NYC. Is Ellie born yet? I’ll find out when I get home, I guess. I’m sitting next to this American couple, from somewhere in the South, I’ll wager. I can’t believe the inanity of their conversation. I am such a misanthrope.

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The road from Monteverde

The drive back from Monteverde was bone jarring. God, that road was awful. All I can say is that I was so unbelievable grateful when I finally hit paved road. I had started grating and grinding my teeth about twenty minutes before out of sheer frustration. [At the airport a…

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The cloud forest

The cloud forest itself was less photographically interesting to me. Though I was fascinated by the fill-me-ferns and the… shoot… I think it was a kind of bamboo. No. Shoot, I’ve forgotten but it has orange and black fruit the size of cranberries, the orange being unripe, but used to…

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A walk in blackness

I haven’t had a walk home like that in, oh, six, seven years. Not since the West Bank that night I had too much to drink at Nigel’s. It was so black tonight, like nothing I’ve ever experienced. I hated the light, and loved it at the same time. All…

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The road to Monteverde

The rain this afternoon was incredible. I imagine this was similar to El Nino in 96-97 before I moved to SF. It must have been an inch an hour, I don’t know exactly. It was torrential. I was trying to send an email to Azeema when I panicked about the…

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Dead battery

I’m driving a new car here–a mini-SUV basically. I left the headlights on for, I don’t know, three hours, maybe four, and the battery was completely dead. I mean nothing. The hotel manager–a fellow gringo–suggested we push the damn car down the hill and start it while in motion. Didn’t…

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A critterless day

Had a frustrating Manuel Antonio experience. I spent four hours hiking and only saw an agouti. For maybe six seconds. Most interesting thing all morning were the spreading roots of a tree. It was so amazing, the place was totally dead–as compared to yesterday when I was bumping into critters…

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