I moved from Nyack NY to Costa Rica in April 2019. My first residence was a disaster. I got out of there and now I live in a sort of fairytale place. Who is this drummer friend of yours? This is where I live in Costa Rica. I know, its nuts.
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Wow!!!! That's incredible. What a view!! Not quite as beautiful as that of the Tappan Zee or Sing Sing from west side of the Hudson, but I guess it will do, right? Can you tell I'm really serious? not. My friends are Jane Grauman and Steve Bear. They used to live farther north on a sort of community right next to Bear Mt. but when their kids started growing they moved into Nyack. They love Costa Rica and have gone for years. Having spent some time in Puerto Rico and Cozumel years 30 years ago, I know how great it has to be.
But now P.R. is a disaster because of the hurricane, politically motivated neglect and the recent earthquakes, and Cozumel and the Yucatan Peninsula are all built up by tourism and not the same at all. I hope the Costa Rican government controls thing so it doesn't become another paradise ruined by First Worldification. I know what that's all about because I moved to Santa Fe N.M. in 1970 when it was still a quaint town of 35,000 and dead in the winter. If you needed things you drove to Albuquerque 65 miles south. Then the rich in L.A., movie stars like Amy Irving, Robert Redford, Oprah etc. discovered it along with the rich from N.Y.C. and built mansions, so we got Californicated and New Yucked all at once.
The Woolworths and dry cleaners on the Plaza and the gas station right nearby were turned into mini-malls selling rainbow coyotes, the rents and real estate prices shot up. Old adobes on Guadalupe St. in el Barrio that was the poorest part of town where I had lived originally suddenly became Condos and that was it. Native New Mexicans couldn't afford to live in their own town and though I was single I had no future there. When I finished my MA in Albuquerque in 90 I moved overseas because it was clear already that I couldn't afford to live there and the beauty it had was being eaten by the rich. They paved paradise and put up a parking lot.
This Eagles song expresses it all: