We arrived here on the Caribbean coast of Costa Rica yesterday, having moved our family from the Central Valley. I know it’s only been 24 hours, but I’m not exactly happy right now. We’ve discovered several problems with our new rental and I’m not sure how long I am going to be able to stand it. I’m planning to start looking for a new rental pronto and I hope that we will find one.
Here are just a few of the complaints I have, for anyone who has the patience to listen. Firstly, there is a weird and horrible smell that emanates from all the drains. Not septic really, but I’m not sure what it is. This was not mentioned to us when we first saw the house, but when we talked to the owner on the phone last night, she mentioned the smell thing in passing. Nice. It’s terrible and makes the house smell, particularly the bathroom. Also, the owner’s boyfriend conveniently found a way to misunderstand several things that we agreed on in advance and in writing, including installation of ceiling fans & inclusion of a double on bottom/single on top bunk bed. This makes the bugs bad and the sleeping arrangements inconvenient, respectively. The kitchen has almost no storage space and very little counter, something I really didn’t notice when I first saw the house and was so impressed with the cleanliness and brightness. Sucky. The toilet also doesn’t flush at all. It seemed to fill at a rate of one tank per 6 hours yesterday. Today it’s not filling or flushing at all. We’re using buckets to flush. And worst of all, the internet speed sucks royally. The speed of the internet was what finally made us decide on taking this house, as Arp needs it for work and the kids need it for many reasons. DSL was installed, but we’re guessing something is up with the phone line that is making it slower. Skype worked, but we’re still not exactly happy.
Other things have sucked in the last day as well. I’ve got about 20 new bug bites (windows here are not screened, but I’m working on it using industrial-grade velcro). Arp went to the good hardware store to get keys made – they have a key-making machine, but no one knows how to use it or cares to learn. We have to drive to BriBri later in the week to get it done. Grrrreat. Our car is making terrible noises. When Arp went to the supermarket today, he found out the emergency brake no longer works well – the mechanic “fixed” it recently. In exasperation, Arp got out of the car and locked his keys in. When he tried to break into the car to get them, he broke a window. While Arp was gone, the baby snatched my glasses off my face and promptly broke the arm off. No eye-glass places nearby, so I’ll have to take the bus to Limon to get my eyes checked and order new ones. Luckily, my husband managed to repair the glasses with Crazy Glue when he got back, so they are temporarily wearable. I’m guarding them with my life. And finally, the owner of our rental told us about this great company that will drop off a propane tank for your stove (we have no propane now and are living on microwave cooking). Unfortunately, the company arrived to deliver a tank today but refused to give it to me – they only exchange them and wouldn’t give me one without taking one in return. So I’m living without a stove, and it sucks.
Will someone please let me know if I should expect things to get better? I feel like that that great book by Dr. Seuss, I Had Trouble in Getting to Solla Sollew. Not that I really think that Solla Sollew exists. But I have the feeling that I’ve been through as much of a ringer as the character in that book has. I’d like to get myself in the mind-frame of Did I Ever Tell You How Lucky You Are, but I’m frankly having difficulty with that. Normally it’s a perfect book for making me feel better, but right now I’m just wallowing in self-pity. And scratching my bug bites. I’m seriously depressed.