Ketchup...

Today is my last day with mi familia, and I´m just trying to get everything repacked and figure out the early morning Sunday bus schedule of the rural central Valley. This afternoon there is an Exposition at The Institute (of what, I don´t know, but I went with Gaby yesterday and it was gorgeous, if you like the whole rain forest vivid color, fresh air thing) for people to show off their wares to potential buyers for the tourist industry. Mi familia makes all kinds of crafts, specifically these pretty and delicate handstitched bags of burlap, and they are hoping for a toe-hold in the big world of commercialism. Regardless, it should be fun - despite the business aspect, it just sounds like a big outdoor party which was unfortunately scheduled during the late afternoon, which is generally the rainiest art of the day.
Since I finally figured out how to add more than one picture, here are a couple I wanted to share.


The crater of Volcàn Poàs...


The HUGE Cahuitan grasshopper...
Okay now imagine that under your foot in the shower.

Speaking of bugs AGAIN, last night I saw mi señor get up casually and start to spasmatically dance - not really, I looked down and there was a huge black thing tearing around like greased lightening to avoid being stomped on. I was hoping and praying it was the huge black spider I saw the other day and not, gulp, a roach. When the dance ended, i looked down and it was, gulp, a roach. Paranoia gripped me, and every sudden move or trick of the light was a roach. My one HUGE fear (blah, blah, blah, they don´t bite, aren´t even that dirty, I DON´T CARE. I HATE roaches!) and here it had infiltrated my sanctuary. And I heard a mosquito in my ear as I slept last night. Nature´s way of literally chasing me out of mi casita and onto my the next (hopefully roach free??) phase of my trip.