today

11 am, Saturday afternoon. Chris is calling the bank in Toronto to ask them to help us out a bit. Because his debit card was eaten by a machine and then lost, they have frozen his account for security purposes. That's all nice and good, but my name isn't on the account, so we can't get any of it. Anyways, a long long story made shorter, Chris is calling the bank on a Saturday, hoping not only that someone is there, but that they can help us out. 1800 numbers do not work from Costa Rica, and all we have is a 204 number and it's for a credit card with our bank, not the actual bank. But they transfered us fine. After going through numerous security questions and finally being transfered to someone who has the authority to help us, we were cut off. So Chris calls the credit card number again, is transfered, goes through the security questions again, and is on his way. He explains our situation, and just as the supervisor says he'll help us figure it out, we're cut off again! So back to calling the credit card number. This time the girl who answer's doesn't know how to transfer the call. We'll have to wait a minute please. Chris hang's up and tries again. At this point the boys are getting restless and I want to get into town to buy a swim suit. It's hot, and all of our dirty clothes are at the laundry mat. This includes all of my swimming gear. So I'm off with Oscar, walking down the beach in the sweltering heat in the middle of the afer-noon. DUMB TOURIST. I'm hungry, and Oscar wants me to carry him. Ok. We get into town and I'm still hot, hungry and sweating (nice image eh?) There is only one place in town that has suits, and they are not made for Melnychuk's tops. Humm. Well, I decide to take a taxi back so that we can go and have lunch. Done. When we come back the boys are in the pool and I'm feeling like I should have just boughten a suit for now, our laundry will be done tomorrow at 4pm, and that's a long time to not be able to swim (especially in this heat!). So, I call the taxi back and ask him to take me back to the store, wait for me and bring me to the hotel. Great. I run in and buy the suit, a little small, but we're in Costa Rica, it's all good. I get back to the hotel pay the driver and run to the pool. It's sunny out so I go to grab my sunglasses (already my 2nd pair, I left the first one's in Heredia the day we left - 3rd day of our trip) But where are they? Ahh, I either left them in the taxi, or in the store. So I get reception to call, yes there are in the taxi, for 2$ he'll be here in about 15 minutes to drop them off. Man, what does he think of me, this white dumb north american........ Ah well. It's lunch now. Maybe I'll get a different driver for my mishaps tomorrow. BTW, Chris got things figured out with the bank, so Mom and Isabel if you're worried, please don't be. All of Love, The Lukies! ps- I am not getting any skinnier... I order for me and eat what's left on three other plates. Pura Vida.