Oh Brother, Where Am I ?: Proper Tools

UOn Saturday we waited for the rain to lighten up in Liberia before we started loading up the bikes for the trip to San Jose. Earlier, we had gone to an ATM for gas money and spoke with a security guard about the rain. He told us there was a tropical depression in the Pacific and the area was forecast for another three days of rain. Just as we pulled into the gas station another strong downpour started, but we took our time getting fuel and it lightened up as we left. There were showers off and on all the way towards San Jose, and just when we getting close to town, the main highway was closed, forcing a detour towards Puntarenas and near the Pacific Ocean. When we started into San Jose it looked like we would make it to the hotel dry, but mother nature had another idea. The last 3 or 4 miles were in a really strong rain, and just after we exited, Sean started pointing toward his front tire. I thought he meant he was having brake issues, but soon noticed he had a flat. All five of us pulled over on what little there was of a shoulder and started to work like an Indy pit crew in the rain. As we worked people would roll by, staring, taking pictures and one even asking if we were with the Discovery channel. When we were done, we headed to the Best Western and pulled under the canopy to check in. We got quite a few interesting looks, but I guess paying customers can look however they want. We decided to splurge and spend 2 nights here, doing laundry, drying out and visiting the BMW dealer on Monday. It is somewhat of a slice of the US here, with all the English speaking tourists around and even a Denny’s next door. Not quite the “adventure” I had in mind.