Embrace Tico culture

Responding to the most negative comments, I believe, I have ever read in A.M. Costa Rica: My question to Tom Colborn, Why the hell are you still here? The same airplane can take you back to the U.S. on any given day.

Yes, I absolutely call Costa Rica paradise. I’ve lived here almost four years. Every morning I wake up to the sounds of parrots, the river rushing and the most beautiful sunrises I have ever seen. The people here are very nice. Of course, we have met a few rude people, but rudeness is worldwide.

No country is like Emerald City. Too many people come to this country and want to change it. They want to come here and exploit the low wage labor and low cost of living. They come here and don’t understand that cultures are different. Embrace the culture of Costa Rica, the importance of family and friends, and not stressing out over the little things. I see many Americans here frustrated because, “it’s not like that in the States.” “In the States, the people are more professional.” “In the States things get done faster and better.” “In the States…” blah, blah, blah.

When you are a guest in someone’s house, you follow their rules. Anything less is just rude and arrogant, not to mention, it doesn’t do the rest of us, who are guests, any favors.

I hear the jake brakes, the car alarms, loud motorcycles, and such. When I do, I remember a friend’s advice when I first moved here. He said, “The first words you need to know here is “Asi es.” Believe me, knowing those words and accepting those words helped me tremendously adjusting to the cultural differences.

My message to Tom is two parts. First, change your attitude. No one, in any country, likes a person with a negative attitude or one who presents himself as superior. And second, change your location. There are other sounds in Costa Rica – monkeys, macaws, parrots, oceans, rivers and waterfalls. Costa Rica is no different than other countries. All countries have their areas of crime, noise and traffic. You choose to live where you are. Stop being the lazy hound dog lying on the front porch whining about the nail sticking him in the ribs. Get up, and move.

Pamela Cohen

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