On the way to Betty’s restaurant.
I met a little man named Alexis. I asked him the way to Betty’s ( a restaurant run by a woman who speaks English) and although he really didn’t speak English he seemed eager to help me and even volunteered to walk that way with me. I was trying out my limited Spanish on him and basically we each understood about 5% of what the other was saying. I am pretty sure he works in the organic coffee business,Then I think he said he was an indigenous so I said your an Indian? an indigenous population person? to which he agreed so I think I have met a native Costa Rican. I made motions asking him if he fished as a baby in the mountains and after some time I realised he was a vegetarian. When we arrived at Betty’s restaurant which was a big restaurant with tablecloths, I motioned to Alexis like “Are you coming in ?” so he followed me in. It was really a question on my part but I fear he took it as an invitation and soon began to believe I would be buying Alexis a meal. I asked for Betty and out came a rather large brown woman with a big smile,who had married a man from California and spent ten years in the states. I told her I just met Alexis and couldn’t understand what he was saying. She talked to him and said he wanted to know what I was doing. I said I’m just going back to my hotel after this. I heard Alexis order coffee and figured I would get off light just paying for his coffee. When my big plate of good food came, an identical one was served to my little amigo. We were both noticing a very pretty waitress although she didn’t look very old,somehow the conversation turned to women and if I understood him correctly he knew many women and could introduce me to one. This appealed to me and he pulled out his phone. It was then I thought maybe my little amigo is a pimp. At that moment he asked me if I take naps motioning like going to sleep. I switched from thinking he was a pimp to maybe he is gay and wants to sleep with me. Not long after that he pulled out a Bible so I thought “Oh great I am with a coffee picking, gay, vegetarian, fundamentalist ,freeloading ,indigenous pimp”.
I decided to leave and guess what? Amigo volunteered to walk back with me. But first I got Betty to tell me where people danced around here and on Thursday if I am lucky I will talk with a dance instructor at the gymnasium and maybe get into some dancing where I imagine I could meet some interesting people.
As we walked back and neared my hotel,using crude Spanish I tried to get him to say where he was headed because he sure wasn’t gonna come back and take a nap with me in my hotel, finally I just stopped and said adios amigo asta lueuga and offered my hand to shake. It was then that I got the pitch. I heard the word money as he pulled out his wallet showing that it was completely devoid of anything except two ID cards. I figured he got a free lunch out of me and besides I’m on a budget so I said good bye again and again shook his hand and said “God bless you”.I felt a slight tinge of guilt asking God to bless him when I could have done that myself but on the other hand I felt my little Amigo was pushing his luck.
Until next time.