I LOVE WISCONSIN

For the first time since coming down here I haven´t had to describe Wisconsin as a State where it is really cold, near Chicago, and close to Canada. All I said was Wisconsin, and one guy yelled, "I love Wisconsin." Which was odd, since the people who say that are mainly the people who have never left Wisconsin, and are driving by on their John Deere tractor drinking a PBR with a mouth full of cheese curds and just want it to be known, they love Wisconsin. This guy, though, was clearly from El Salvador. Seconds later all my questions were answered when he broke into the the theme song for That 70´s Show. Right. No one really loves Wisconsin. Two bottles of vodka later and it was still funny. It was a good night.

We´re in Costa Rica now and I keep repeating the mantra, I no longer want to be an active participant in Central American life, I just want to be a spectator. Which can loosely be translated to, The devil (nuns) have crushed my spirit and now all I want to do is to stay in nice places, drink drinks with fancy names and lots of alcohol, make the sht-sht-sht sound as good looking men walk by, ask people to take my picture next to signs that say, Tienda because I once had a friend named Tienda and she will just think it is the funniest thing (that´s not even a true story), and buy lots of tourist crap (like a nice Pura Vida shot glass from Costa Rica, or a I saw the Panama Canal shirt...). That´s all I want.

Oh yeah and for the record: I do love Wisconsin and vodka.