Random things about Costa Rica

1. Being escorted home by Norman.  Sunday night July 1st, we had dinner on the beach.  Garret really wanted to walk home so Kirt drove home with Katie and Tanner, and Garret and I started walking.  Shortly after we left the restaurant, a security guard started yelling at us in Spanish.  I couldn't understand what he was saying, but I could tell that he was offering to walk us home.  I kept saying no, but he kept following us.  He walked us all the way home all the while trying to touch my hair and hold my hand.  I made Garret hold my hand and stand on the side in between me and Norman.  I would have been more frightened if I wasn't several inches taller than him and several pounds heaver (OK maybe more than several).  I'm pretty sure Norman also offered me some weed and some beer.  When we reached the house he leaned in to kiss me and I quickly turned my check.  Sorry Norman.
2. Living in fear of the 137 varieties of snakes that live in Costa Rica.  When I walked, I had to walk in the middle of the road because there was so much grass on either side of the road and I was afraid there were snakes hiding in the grass.  One time we walked home from the beach the short way through the field and it was all I could do to put one foot in front of the other because I was so afraid that there might be a snake in the tall grass.
3. Encountering men standing on the side of the road sharpening their machetes while I am out exercising.  Granted they were just gardeners using the machetes to cut the grass, but it was still a little unsettling.