more Costa Rica

 Back to Costa Rica, we were able to get some great prices on coffee where the locals buy their coffee and found some Malaga-style Spanish wine which I had to have because I couldn’t believe that it was available in Costa Rica.  Their market section had some scary meat stalls, fish stalls and I’m 

 always amazed at how other cultures eat and buy their food.  I have grown up with a particular store available in which to buy all of my processed foods and hormone laden meat and produce which

makes one kind of sad that farmers and butchers setting up stalls in order to have people buy their groceries fresh seems foreign to me.  Even farmer’s markets that we have set up don’t come close to these markets.  At the soccer stadium that we couldn’t see into, a little boy again was the one that opened the door to show us where the Limon soccer team 

played games and the pitch was a dazzling green after all the concrete of Limon.  It was a flashback to Wrigley and made me realize that besides the park as we departed the port, there was no other real green areas in the town.  No trees, no grass, no anything, but I didn’t notice until we saw the stadium.  After  another happy kid with a new coke to drink, we started back to the ship.  It’s amazing how one can waste 

several hours in port and feel like you didn’t get enough time there, but also feel exhausted from going everywhere.  I took the pedometer today and just in port we completed 22,000 steps.  That doesn’t count all the steps walking all over this cruise ship that is as big as Remus or Stanwood at least.

We did go into the big church in town and it was not as elaborate as I thought that it would be, but there was one interesting part to it.  Outside on the bulletin board type things were what looked like paper with mugshots attached to it and I thought, the church is having to hunt down people who won’t return or haven’t done penance after confession, but they were actually the banns posted for marriages.  They had pictures of the bride and 

looked like paper with mugshots attached to it and I thought, the church is having to hunt down people who won’t return or haven’t done penance after confession, but they were actually the banns posted for marriages.  They had pictures of the bride and groom and then the date of the wedding, their nationality, ages, etc, etc.  It still was horrifying because of how bad these pictures looked.  It was like felons were all getting married to each other.