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About Golfito

Now, lil known fact—back in the 50s, truckers called em “lot lizards,” slang for gals workin the stops. Ain’t that a hoot? Made me giggle, but also pissed me off—some of these girls, they’re just tryin to eat, y’know? Economy’s a bitch. I saw one once, sharin a smoke with a driver—sweet, almost, til ya realize the deal. “The town had secrets!”—Dogville style, right? Every stop’s got its dirty lil tales.

Adventure Travel

What is the likelihood of finding an English-speaking Tica in the Quepos area who is not a prostitute and just wants to hang out? Where would I.

Man, one minute I’m cruisin’ down Calle de la Paz. Short street, small shops, cummin’ together like a secret band. Then, I hit the Bulevar de la Brisa, where every breeze whispers somethin’ deep about life. Crazy, right? And oh, the landmarks – we got that ancient fountain, La Fuente de los Mil Recuerdos, spillin’ water like memories. I sometimes stop to just stare, reminisce like in "Carol" when the quiet moments speak. "Just when you think you know," ya feel me?

Robert Arthur "Bob, the Golden Gringo" Normand