How Costa Rican am I?

Remember it has only been a month.

I say Hola to everyone. 

I like having beans with breakfast.

Not so much rice, I still like potatoes.

I wake up with the sun, or at least light, and start settling down with darkness so I don't have to use lights and draw the bugs in.

I have gotten used to washing dishes in cold water and blue soap.

I keep my eggs out on the counter.

Jamon, or ham, is sliced very thin.

I clean often to keep the bug population down.

I flirt - yes, it is a Costa Rican trait.

If it doesn't get done today it is OK, tomorrow will work also.

I go to the trees and bushes and pick the fruit I want.

I eat almost no sandwiches - although I couldn't resist a meatloaf one - and I eat much more fresh from scratch food.

I waste very little.

All the toilet paper goes in the container, not the toilet.

I am trying, trying, trying to ignore barking dogs.

Now this is me, not a Tica. I love the choice I made of where I live. I could not have been luckier.