Expats going native (Drive Day 94 minus 14 years)
Even in the city limits of its capitol, you can’t escape wildlife in Costa Rica. Especially the human kind. The trailer park’s owner is an American woman who wandered into the Pura Vida in the 70s, a year before my parents drove us into this city. They didn’t know her refuge existed, so we camped on city streets. In Laurie though, they would have found a fellow traveler. They left, but she stayed and thirty years later we’re the oddities passing through. After 9/11, she says, not many Americans venture this far from their color-coded security comfort zones.
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