My roommate is awesome.
This afternoon she made traditional Costa Rican empanadas. The dough is made with super ripe plantains and is filled with cheese. YUM.
She is currently making bread with the rest of the dough. Have I mentioned how great she is? Because she's super.
Last night I went to meet Kerensa and her roommate to celebrate Jackie's birthday at Cardero, the bar Kerensa and I went to on Tuesday. I arrived a little later than I meant to, but am glad I motivated myself to get there at all.
It was a great night, filled with loads of friendly people with one exception: the woman that lives across the street. She called the cops with a noise complaint. She lives across the street from a bar. What do you expect? It wasn't even noisy. She's just a cranky b-word.
Anyway, the cops came, and instead of shutting down the bar like the woman wanted, they gave parking tickets. I don't drive so I was completely unaware that these even existed here, as there is literally not one sign in this country (that I have seen) designating parking regulations. Turns out, parking tickets are either: a) 250,000 colones = $500 or b) 280,000 colones + they take your license plate = way more than $560. CRAZY. $500 is outrageous. NO one in this country makes that much money. This resulted in tears and most people walking out on their tab. In spite of everything, most people managed to keep positive attitudes and they continued the night at another bar. Kerensa and I, on the other hand, decided to be responsible and called it an early night because we both had to work at 8m this morning.
Happy Saturday!
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