However, I have started doing research here in Costa Rica about the available places to have that operation. There is CIMA, which costs about $17000.00. I am checking out Hospital Biblica. Rumor says only $8000.00 there, but rumor is only rumor. Then there is the Social Security of Costa Rica, to which I belong. I hear there is a long wait there, but if I begin now, consult a doctor, get the facts, that is okay. I don't want to do it immediately anyway. I want to try the exercise route first.
So, I walked to Mono Azule, walked from there to the beach, took a bus halfway home and walked the rest of the way. DAY ONE.
I have an appointment tomorrow at noon with a new Spanish teacher. I feel positive about it and am ready now to start again in earnest.
The apartment is coming together well, I need a couple of comfortable chairs or a love-seat and I will be set. The party the other night went well and the place feels like my home now.
I am meeting a friend at the Spanish speaking AA meeting Tuesday night. At that I can at least hear more Spanish spoken. Surely, eventually I will understand it well. I know the topic at least. This is pretty much for my own information now, so no one needs to bother reading it. I am talking to myself. It isn't real until I say it aloud or write it down.
I found a hardware store and a used bookstore about 75 minutes from here by bus. That made my day yesterday. Well, that and the fact that, at the bus stop, a Costa Rican woman asked if I was from France. I listened to the three of them talking in Spanish that they thought I couldn't understand, debating where we were from. Fianlly one was designated to ask. Of course I replied, 'naw baby ' ahm from the gud ol us of a.
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