Well Im back, Were do I begin and how do people catch up with me and begin following the blog once more?
Ok its been almost a year since I have entered a post on this blog, many reasons. One was I was working on an event for Costa Rica that took many months of hard driving mad pounding your head into the wall work. It fell through~~~~~~~~~~~~ Since then I had two trips to USA to visit my son who is now not with the bruja he spent almost 6 years that practically ruined his and my life. THANK GOD THATS OVER! All I could ever do was just pray she would leave him. It was worse than that wasn't that simple of course. So now hes moved on to a beautiful young woman who is a treasure to know and actually respect me as far away as I am. Lots of things in life have changed in a year. Amazing how the world has gone through so many different changes in a year??? I have continued with trying to work in design, with hit an miss jobs here and there I toyed with the idea of moving back to USA. Only to have mad outright fights with myself not to go back. I love my Sons, my grandson, but I still have lots of life left in me to see more and do more, so as of now not returning.
Staying in Costa Rica is a questions though??
There is so much to tell! A year ago this place was a mad house, the complex where I live was filled with people living here. Mind you this property could be so beautiful its a little island of land, with the river flowing next to it surrounded with trees. Not far away about 200 meters is the sea. In the mornings you hear the roosters crow the dogs barking the birds singing and sometimes the sounds of Macaws and toucans screaming out there crys. There are four apartments. Large like Condos. Mine is filled with ferns attached to the railins, large chinese palms and lots of tropical plants with more than 13 orchids. My chairs are coverd in a green and white zebra print with a sofa for three in the center of the balcony for gazing out. A year ago this building was completely occupied. Below: I young handsomes tall Tico with a beautiful dark haired columbiana. He was a drug dealer, she at times worked as a puta in the bars. For a while things were fine and quiet, I never knew what he did but was curious about the different people who came to pick him up in the morning or at night.
Soon they began fighting like cat's and dogs. The Girl next door also a put was best friends with the girl below. Constant partying began from 3 am to 1:00 pm sometimes Loud thumping house music, and crazy drunk drugged people in and out and disrupting my life. I was miserable I couldn't move paralized by them practically. Moving to a new place was difficult ,since spent my money to move seeing my children in USA. While all this partying was going on I was staying away from my house, keeping out of site of the crazy, spending time trying to meet people and laying out on the beach. Jaco as just completley fell apart here in the last year. Well the party escalated to full blown Minaical craziness. People coming and going. I feel asleep early one evening on the sofa I live up on top you have to come up the stairs next to the other apartment and walk around the balcony to get to mine right? well someone came in while I was sleeping, Probably the girl next door and stole my camera and my phone and left me laying. In the Morning I woke up because my alarm did not go off on the phone. I was suppose to get up early that day to Go so San jose for this job I was working on. I searched frantically for the phone and couldn't find it then I looked to the end of the bar and found my camera was gone. I was so mad and scared as to who entered the house while I slept and took these things? The Ejoyment of Costa Rica after that day left me, I began to wonder and toy as I said about what I should do. It didn't stop there.
The little Gal below, Beautiful tiny bodied big boobied Columbiana with raving black hair had come to me some months back about making her some curtains, I had sewn draperies and pillows for the girl next to me ( her friend) And so she wanted me to fix up her place. I agreed, not knowing what she was at that time or what he was. She gave me some cash a hundred dollars. Well on this very day that I went to San jose the phone and camera stolen I went and got her fabric to sew the draperies. Not realizing they were in on this robbery.
Long story short I never made the drapes, My machine I borrowed broke no one here to repair it so I return it, and tried to find someone else with a machine. Ended up one day he was below me yelling at me to come out! I came out on the balcony, never have talk to this guy before. he demanded I sew the drapes. I explained what had happened. He was furious! demanded I do it now. I was unaware of all these facts that I shared but I knew they were all friends. He never entered any of the parties next door, he was out working the streets. Well in a short time, I heard the neighbor lets say her name was Marie euengia and Christina were talking on the my sofa on the balcony. My window is always open when I am home and Iwas on the computer.I could hear them wispering and saying something like just tell her its ok and take the fabric and then we will get back later? Well I didnt understand that and was not really listening close as I was busy but did hear it. You know kinda half listening?
Later a week or so she came to me asking for the fabric I had offered during the demading earlier to take the fabric and have someone else make the drapes. He wanted his money back, but I didn't charge to sew them for the nieghbor it was a gesture of kindness and favor. Same for her, Just pay for the fabric. I gave her the reciept she could see I spent a little more than she gave me. Took it never said a word.
Next day he ask for the money didn't want the fabric. Bigger reasons Im sure. I told him I didn't have it on me right now and that he had the fabric now and to just have someone make the draperies. Well about two days later on a Sunday afternoon I was walking to my friends restuarant at the end of town when a small car came barreling down the road and jumped the curb and almost hit me I heard it and saw it and ran off the side walk into a field and then crossed the street. I ran and kept running, they chased me and cornered me. It was them. They demanded the money or they were going to harm me. Seriously at that point I didn't even have 20 dollars in the bank. So how could I give the money and the fabric. Now I realize of course! WHO HE WAS AND HOW DANGEROUS THEY BOTH WERE.. ok now im really scared but thinking its best to stay in and not go out at all for a while. Never telling anyone this happened.
Come back tomorrow for the rest of this and a continuation of the life of Marianna in Costa Rica/ Spain/Costa Rica and now where??
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