october 14, 2009... 10/25/2009
the day they stole our driveway. the morning started out like any other: coffee, catching up, buying some coloring books from the kids on the corner, checking around outside the building, and realizing that at some point the previous night, someone up and stole the driveway. this was either the most enterprising backpacker in the world, or the world's strongest crack-head. here in CR, driveways aren't the gloriously immobile concrete slabs they are the states... here, they're an eight-foot by two-foot, wrought iron grate, laid atop the "gutter" (an 18 inch trench between the street and the sidewalk, capable of swallowing the entire front wheel of a car). now, if i had to makea list of "most likely things to steal from a hostel" the DRIVEWAY would fall somewhere between toe-nail clippings and a beer-can-turned-ashtray. Our property manager, however, seemed to think this was quite normal. dura vida. -mer |