Archive for December, 2005

Live at Main Street Crossing

Friday, December 23rd, 2005

Ericka asked me to come play with her in this cool place in Tomball, called Main Street Crossing. Live music happens on Fridays and we were the live music on 12/23/2005 that night.

Main Street Crossing Map

Main Street Crossing
111 W Main St
Tomball, TX 77375
(281) 290-0431

Picture of Main Street Crossing building from the front

Ericka wrote about the experience in her 12/24/2005 post. Playing with Ericka is easy. She likes to just be in the moment, so it wasn’t an issue for us to practice for 30 minutes – 1 hour before the concert for the first time ever. Heh. Ericka’s songs are real and from the heart. I think we played about 7 or 8 songs. I hope Ericka has them written down somewhere. If not I’d sure like to post them somewhere with the chords and stuff so other people can play her material&copy.

Me, Mike Hon

I got to Talk with Mike Hon and Dennis for a while ( I hope his name is Dennis. Ericka please tell me if I’m wrong!!. He is in the picture to the left between me and Mike. He’s fun. He played my guitar for a while too.

I got to play Guitar, Flute, Tuba and harmonica on Ericka’s songs and she really liked the flute on one of the songs. It actually made a good harmony with her voice.

Ericka’s Mom and Dad, and sister Stephanie, and her child were there. Stephanie’s daughter was funny when she got tired. She made all kinds of faces at us. She was pleasent throughout though.

Surfing and Swimming.

Friday, December 9th, 2005

I catch a wave

I got up on a surfboard today for the first time with Adriana A.. Gustavo Castillo taught us. He was on the national Costa Rican team here. Rodolfo, Adriana C., and Federico came later. We had already been out for about 3 hours, so there wasn’t enough time for him to get a picture of us actually up on the boards.

It feels really good to catch a wave.

Adriana A. catches a wave.


After we turned in the boards, Adriana and I went back to the beach house. She showered, and I got back in the water. She didnt’ call her mom yesterday to tell her about the surfing lesson because she thought Mom would freak out, so she talked to her mom on the way back:

“Mom, I took a surfing lesson.”
“you did WHAT?!! its so dangerous!! you could be killed, etc……How was it?”
“It was fun”

I love being out in the ocean swimming.

Jacó

Wednesday, December 7th, 2005

Justin, Adriana C., and Rodolfo

Rodolfo, Adriana, Federico and I went to the beach at Jacó, crossing a hilly/mountainous area. Costa Rica has these dramatic differences in terrain in only a short distance from San José to the Pacific Ocean.

Justin, Adriana C., and Rodolfo

The place where we stayed was very local. Not at all like the resorts or higher end hotels. There was no hot water. From today (Wednesday), through Saturday would cost us about $60, but since the landlady had made a mistake about the price when she talked to Rodolfo a couple of weeks ago, we ended up paying something like $30. Split that 4 ways, and it was about $7-$8. A very good value, I’d say.

This partial panorama shows the place we stayed on the left with the white gate, and the pretty beach.

Justin, Adriana C., and Rodolfo

Evangelium

Wednesday, December 7th, 2005

Last night after the rest of the friends left, Federico, Nayurive, Rodolfo and I watched the anime series, Evangelion (official Japaneese site with the storyline and pictures) until 5 the next morning, then got up and watched the remaining 3 episodes. It was very Japaneese, and kind of Zen like in some of the philosophy behind the story.

Now I can understand the references Rodolfo makes to the series. Its good to have another reference point, even if the website does make me want to eat lychee

Coffee Co-op

Tuesday, December 6th, 2005

Coffee Bush

We set out to find a coffee coop a little ways from San José.

We went to the Beneficio Libertad (Cooperativa de Caficultores de Heredia) today and talked to Francisco Gamboa H. Actually Federico got us there, and Rodolfo and Federico did the talking. He was kind enough to let us have several bags of the green coffee to sample.

Their market isn’t green coffee. They grow it, process it (wet and dry), roast it there and sell it. Also the coop supports sustainable coffee, which is important.

Coffee Bush

I saw coffee plants for the first time up close and got to eat the berries. Federico pointed out that the red berries were the ripe ones. I remembered that from my reading. What I didn’t know was that they would be sweet. They were actually fresh. After eating a few of the cherries and chewing on the beans, I can see why the Arabs must have enjoyed it and decided to invent this fantastic beverage in the 700s-800s. Even the caffeine in the fruit itself was noticable. It didn’t make me too jittery though.

Perro Zompopo

Saturday, December 3rd, 2005

We saw PerroZompopo tonight. . We really had a fun time relaxing, talking and just listening to the music.

Walk around the neighborhood

Friday, December 2nd, 2005

I ran and walked around the neighborhood during the day on Friday, 2 getting a feeling for the neighborhood. This is a pretty nice neighborhood in San José. Even in a normal setting like a neighborhood, I am constantly reminded of the natural beauty surrounding us in Costa Rica. The mountains are always visible. The hills make driving interesting. When a lot is overgrown, there aren’t just a couple of weeds here and there – tropical wildlife just springs up from the ground to heights of 4 meters, and colonies of birds nest.

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Visiting Rodolfo in Costa Rica

Thursday, December 1st, 2005

I arrived at the airport and met Rodolfo just after noon, and called Mom and Dad to let them know I arrived safely. As I walked off the plane, I knew my jacket wouldn’t be necessary here. After Rodolfo picked me up and we caught up a bit, we went and had lunch at Inka Grille. The Octapus was well prepared, and spicy-sweet. We drank Chicha morada. It was sweet and refreshing.

Afterwards, we went back to the house and I read and chilled for a bit. Rodolfo had some business to attend to for HP, including a conference call. We caught up between calls while I looked up Costa Rican stuff on the internet, read, made phonecalls, etc.

Later, Adriana Cedeño, Federico, Neyurive, and I went to Taco Bell. And yes, I do see the irony there, but one of us had a craving for it regardless of the inauthenticity of Taco Bell in relation to Costa Rican cuisine.

As we were looking out into the parking lot, we thought we had lost the car. I (The Gringo) said, “Mae!, Donde está mi carro?!” The memory is so fond that if I had construction paper right here with photos and an oversized binder, I would make a scrapbook.