I mean, obviously: I am still here. I am living my life. But none of the self-reflection that gives me funny, insightful, or culturally interesting things to blog about. Last night after ballet class and Casa del Pie, I went to see a monologue by Hernán Jiménez (the director/writer/lead actor of El Regreso, a beautifully made film that I think that captures the essence of Costa Rican life perfectly).
In Hablando se entiende la gente, Hernán presents a series of characters with different stories: a man waiting outside his girlfriend's front door trying to convince her to let him in and give him one more chance, an armed guard who works in the local MiniSuper and has just had his first son, a tico who has just been in a motorcycle accident. The most frequently-met character is a man who reveals little about himself but comments on the ridiculous music they play in Más por Menos, how men with guns don't need to yell: you will give them whatever you have, and a personal favorite, a commentary on the state of theater in Costa Rica. And how Shakespeare is hard to understand (a truth in any language).
"Mae, que bueno Shakespeare..." he says in that last one, how ticos react, which totally got me. Hilarious.
Overall, it let me see from a much more intimate perspective the totally vibrant culture Costa Rica has, even if it's not manifested in a super-unique cuisine or a dominant indigenous culture. It's in a little bit of everything, in how Costa Ricans talk, who owns the supermarkets, how Sabemas is a laughably cheap brand, how ticos always want to please everyone. I give this monologue a sobresaliente. It reminded me how much I love to live here.
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