newsletter edition no. 4
It’s Monday morning and back to work. Rough life I have. I am writing this newsletter as I eat my breakfast at the beach front restaurant of El Velero. This is where the whole journey started for me 12 years ago. (How did you come to Costa Rica, you ask? Another blog I promise) I came to Costa Rica in search of a new life and stayed at this little hotel. I met the owner Big Mike and bought my two lots in Hermosa from Tres Amigos Realty, which I am now the owner.
I knew right then and there that this would be where I would spend the rest of my life; I just had to work my plan. I love this little hotel. The waves are crashing behind me as I eat my fruit plate and I don’t even have to pay here. I have a running tab. Whenever it gets high enough that I become a flight risk, Janet asks me to settle up. Usually when it hits $500 for the month, they stop me at the door. Pay up Gringo!!! In the old days, I was spending that every week, as dozens of my clients were staying here and the drinks were always on me (they still are by the way).
My record in 2006 was 11 contracts in one day. I wrote them all right here at the El Velero (which means The Sailboat in Spanish by the way, as they have a gorgeous boat you can take out around the bay here in Hermosa). Big Mike still tells the story of me jumping from table to table with a contract and a pen. I am glad those crazy days are over actually, as I never seemed to have enough time to enjoy Costa Rica like I do now. I never found time back then to spend a weekend in the rain forest or spend a day out fishing. Back then there was so much greed (I was guilty of that too) and most of the buyers never even really made the money. They just woke up one day and had equity in their homes and told everyone how much they had earned it and deserved the good things in life.
It’s different now. The down turn in the economy was like a big FLUSH of our toilet. The builders who ripped people off are gone. The taxi drivers, tour operators and attorneys who pretended to be Realtors are back doing what they should be doing. The restaurants who served bad food are closed and businesses who just wanted to make a buck and not look after their clients are no longer IN business. The dozens of real estate agents who made money because there was so much low hanging fruit, left.
They all came into town riding a big white horse firing their guns[more…] in the air claiming to be the next Sheriff. They sold that horse for bus money and left with their tails between their legs. But the best part is that the buyers now are REAL. These are people who WANT to be in Costa Rica not just looking to make a buck. They are tired of all the negativity back home and want to make this their lifestyle. They want to Experience the quality of life we are all fortunate to enjoy every day and are a big part of the local community.
People ask me all the time, “What do you love most about Costa Rica?” One time, as I was walking into this same hotel, the clients I was with that day asked me that same question. As I started to answer, I looked up and saw two gentlemen sitting at the bar. They were two friends of mine, having a beer. I should say, having their 12th beer. They were hammered. It was obvious that they were out all day fishing, as they were covered in goo; Smelly, fishy, stinky and drunk. LOVE IT. One of these men is the VP of a major US corporation and makes tens of millions of dollars a year. He could buy every house in Playa Hermosa twice over. The other guy is a retired electrician, and barely has two nickels to rub together. He rents a little apartment here and lives on Social Security. Yet here they were, laughing, hugging and having a ball.
THAT is what I love about Costa Rica, I said. Nowhere else in the world would you see two people, that far apart in income levels, hanging out spending the day together. In the USA, the rich stay in one area, and the not so rich stay in another. In Costa Rica, nobody cares. There is no “keeping up with the Jones” and nobody cares how much money you have, or how big your house is. It’s all about being in Costa Rica. As we say, check your ego at the door. Everyone is accepted here, because we all have one thing in common, WE LOVE THIS PLACE!
It doesn’t matter if you are rich or poor, young or old. Nobody cares where you went to college or if you even graduated high school.
It makes no difference what country you are from, or the religion that you practice. Ticos hang out with Gringos, Europeans mix with Americans, Republicans actually talk to Democrats. We have all walks of life. We even have the cheap Canadians, and we accept them too even though their national sport is curling (just kidding my Northern friends). There are retirees and Millionaires and even young people in their 20s and 30s starting new lives in paradise. Yet we all mix and mingle, all respect each other, and nobody judges, because we are ONE. We are Lovers of Costa Rica. Tomorrow is the perfect example. We will celebrate July 4th as if we were in the USA, and everyone is invited and they will all come. There will be fireworks on the beach, and a typical American BBQ. We still love the USA; we just choose to live in Costa Rica, because it’s a better place to be.
One time some clients of mine were staying at the El Velero hotel. They are quite wealthy and could easily afford to rent a suite at the Four Seasons hotel. But they were moving into their new house and wanted to get a feel for the local flavor. I went to visit them and ran into the wife as she was heading to the beach in her bathing suit. I asked her if everything was ok with the hotel, as I was a little concerned. This was an older couple and the El Velero hotel is more of your rustic Costa Rican hang out, surely not the 5 star hotels they were used to. She grabbed me by the cheeks, gave me a big kiss, looked me in the eye and said “it’s ok honey, we are roughing it!!!!!!!!!”
I thought that was the funniest stuff. But these are the type of people who come to Costa Rica. They want to Experience something different; they want a new culture, a new lifestyle. They are people who are able to adapt and not complain about the littlest things. If you wake up and the water goes out, you just jump in the pool, put on a baseball cap and start your day. If the electricity goes out for an hour, you learn to celebrate it, as here is your excuse to go grab a beer at the beach or sit by the candles with your loved one and enjoy a quiet glass of wine together.
We still have our Haagen Dazs ice cream, Eggo frozen waffles, Philadelphia cream cheese, Frosted Flakes and Rold Gold pretzels at the grocery stores, we are not doing the ‘Robinson Crusoe’. But we also learn to appreciate all the little things and take extra time out of our day to ENJOY LIFE. We try to never miss a morning walk on the beach, an evening sunset or a run with our dogs.
You know what else I love about this place? It is real, it is simple. There is nothing fake about this place. The good is good and the not so good is not so good. But nobody hides it. This place isn’t perfect, it’s not Disneyland. But it sure beats the alternative. You couldn’t pay me to go back home. I especially love the pride that this country has. Do you know that there are NO welfare or unemployment benefits in Costa Rica? I love that. They tell you, get a job, or move back in with your parents, but we are not going to pay for you sit on your ass all day doing nothing. Grab a machete and go door to door, I am sure someone needs a lot cut. But they do have disability benefits and every person gets a Social Security pension. They take care of their injured and the old, but they don’t give handouts to the lazy. Too many freeloaders in the USA are killing the system.
You won’t see a beggar on the street here, they have too much pride. Instead, their entrepreneurial spirit will kick in. They will buy a glow in the dark vest, stand on the street and ask you if you want them to watch your car while you shop. They aren’t hired by anyone, they just do it. And everyone tips them. I would rather pay someone to “watch my car” than have them beg for a dollar or hold up a Will Work for Food sign. THEN WORK IDIOT. Nobody works in the USA anymore. They are all “Professional” Poker Players. I asked my Mom what happens when it snows, do any of the neighborhood kids come by to clear the driveway?
When I was a kid I did anything I could to make a buck. Shovel snow, mow lawns, rake leaves and deliver papers. I baby sat, and watched peoples dogs, I cleaned people’s cars and took care of their houses when they went on vacation. I had a full time job at 14 and still managed to get good grades. My mom told me she hasn’t seen a neighborhood kid in 10 years. The Mexicans come by though, and are happy to work for the money. There are 30 million people living on welfare in the USA and 30 million illegal aliens from Mexico. I say trade ‘em. Give the USA the hard working Mexicans and send the welfare idiots over the border.
In Costa Rica, I have a full time care taker. He spends 10 hours a day in my yard, and it looks like a Botanical garden. And he is singing the entire time. My maid travels over an hour by bus to get here every morning at 7 am, and she is as happy as can be. She spends the first 20 minutes of the day, hugging my dogs and grooming little Millie.
The Costa Ricans have their priorities straight and that I believe is why they are the happiest friendliest people on earth. Family and Faith, comes first. They never miss a Sunday gathering. They enjoy every holiday, and go to everyone’s weddings and funerals. They put in a good days work and make sure to be home to spend it with their loved ones. They party like rock stars and spend all their free time outside, not in front of a video game or a TV.
I gave a ride this morning to a gentleman from Venezuela who lives here now. He made a very powerful comment to me. He said that in Venezuela they have all the riches in the world. Oil, Iron Ore, Diamonds, Gold and Natural gas; but the people are horrible. He then said that Costa Rica has very few wealthy resources but the PEOPLE are why he lives here. He said that when he talks to his friends back home and tells them he is sitting in the Centro Park of Liberia at 9 pm having a coffee, they can’t believe it. In Caracas, he said, “They would kill you.” I had to agree with him as I have never felt safer and more welcome anywhere in the world.
People are nice to you here and I love the simplicity. You know there are no addresses in Costa Rica and the mailman rides around on a motorcycle. He usually just comes to my office and drops off all the mail for the area. We then call everyone up and tell them to come by and pick it up. It’s actually quite nice as it gives us the opportunity to see people on a regular basis. I lived in homes in California, Texas and Florida and never even knew my neighbors. Everyone went home every day, pulled into the garage and went into the house, and you didn’t see them again. I know all my neighbors and have them over on a regular basis.
Deciphering Costa Rican Addresses – Wall Street Journal Article
Every year I throw a huge party to thank everyone in the community for being my client, being my associate or being my friend. You should plan to come this year, it is truly an event. I had over 650 people last year and I imagine it will only get bigger this year. But everyone is that way. Everyone waves to you, invites you to their table and offers to buy you a drink. Neighbors have each other over for BBQs and everybody takes time to stop and say hello. It’s probably like the way my parents grew up, and now I know what they meant when they said “the good old days”
Costa Rica IS the good old days.
So I ask, “What’s stopping you?” Stop talking about doing it, and put it into action. JUST DO IT, as Nike says. Start living. Start NOW. Come to Costa Rica and lose your heart. I look forward to seeing you here soon. The weather is always warm here at the beach and the beers are always cold, and the friendliest people you will ever meet are waiting here to greet you.
See you down here in Paradise!
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