Seasons in the Sun

Well, it has been a long time since being on the blog. And, in those days, I have heard four times a song that you have probably not heard in years...It is played nearly daily on Costa Rica's Radio Dos! Check out the oldie but goodie...



Quick health update: My burnt leg has been keeping me down quite a bit...not swimming in either ocean or pool and mostly hanging close to the house where I can keep my leg elevated and aired out. Been a frustrating 12 days (but who's counting). Thankfully, the burn has made tremendous progress in the last couple days.



Tae's September fall from a bed (read about it about 2/3 of the way down this page of previous blogs) has reared its head again in the form of a previously undetected broken tooth. Unfortunately, it is infected and needs to be extracted. Tae absolutely fell in love with the dentist as he and she skipped down the hallway holding hands after his appointment. She is going to break his heart next week when she puts the hurt on him with the needle and pliers...



Here is a slideshow of photos from a couple of weeks ago at our beloved falls of the river MalaNoche. Thanks to John S for the pictures.





Last weekend, Baker and I went to catch the Costa Rica-Uruguay futbol match at the Cueva in San Jose--Costa Rica's stadium, legendary for its bag-of-urine-throwing crowds. This game was the first of two that would determine which of the two teams would advance to South Africa 2010 (the World Cup). The crowd was more raucous than a Rangers-Islanders crowd and I was thankful for Baker's ignorance of Spanish cursewords an ignorance which allowed the game to keep a G-rating. Unfortunately, Costa Rica came up short 1-0 and then lost the opportunity to go to the Cup in the second match, played in Montevideo this past Wednesday. Here is some video from our trip.

We flew roundtrip to San Jose. The flight over the Gulf of Nicoya is a gorgeus one. Some video:

And, while in San Jose, we spent the night at our friend Macho's house. His neighbors have a little bird they call Burrito and Baker shared his tang with him:

While I wallow at the bottom of Maslow's Hierarchy of Needs, tending to my very flesh, Tara stands atop it in her month long yoga intensive at the Nosara Yoga Institute. She is really enjoying it, finding new insights every day and making many new friends.

While Baker and I were in San Jose, Riley and Tara and Tae went ziplining at Miss Sky, the local zipline company. They loved it...Unfortunately no photos to share.

I have mentioned that we bought an ATV. We are loving it. It is a really fun way to get around town. I regularly drive all three kids to school on it--Riley in front, then me, then Tae, then Baker. I'll get a photo of this for all to see.

At first, the ATV seemed this rugged vehicle with which one could slam through all sorts of potholes and ditches and creeks--taking on whatever rural Costa Rica had to offer it. Then, last week, at the grocery store, I bought a large (double-sized) milk crate that we strapped to the front of the ATV. In that single stroke, we seem to have emasculated the ATV and even mini-van-ified it. No longer the outback explorer, it is now just a second car--or even first car. Funny that.

I played a widowed Mike Brady yesterday, taking my three kids plus the Tutton Three (mais oui je vai avec tom, maya e jemma) down to Samara. A testament to the kids--we had a great time. A little lunch, sea kayaking and body surfing, and some ice cream to top it off. A nice day.

Sure there is more to tell, but we will leave it at that.