My new home... Heredia

So...I packed everything I own back into my backpack (actually my backpack, a new book back and about 20 plastic bags....I swear to god my belongings just multiply everytime I leave the room!!!), flagged down a taxi and waved goodbye to Raquel and her crazy ways. 20 minutes later we pulled up at my lovely new home. As far as I could tell everything was perfect until I went to check out the bathroom...NO BLOODY TOILET PAPER! I dont get it! Maybe theres some kind of huge tax on bog roll in Costa Rica. sigh! I guess thats god's way of telling me to get my arse down to the shops and buy my own!!! On the bright side though I do have an industrial sized fan that takes up half the room and if I turn it up to full blast, feels like sitting in a wind tunnel. I also have a tv that is constantly on the ear bleeding top volume setting and a delapidated fridge that tips up everytime I open the door. But I'm happy to have my own little space to settle down in for a while.

As well as housing foreigners, the lady who owns the house (whose name I cannot remeber properly or even begin to spell) also runs a kind of hairdresser's training school (could be handy for a free cut if I'm feeling brave). She seems lovely but this morning at breakfast, when i told her I didn't like milk (hoping for a selection of lovely fresh fruit instead), she just gave me a bowl of dry frosties. oh well.

oh and by the way I got an email from INBio telling me that the botany department is very excited about my arrival and would I be interested in translating one of their books into English...Well I have had a months worth of Spanish lessons. What the hell! I'll give it a go...............