Where do all the Gringos go when you see sunsets like this:
OR on the day their country was founded?
Here's where-- Los Suenos- - a well known resort translated into "dreams" and for a good reason. The fairy tale of fairy tales. A beautiful resort with Condos that are Mansions- Castles for Houses- a Golf Course that would put Tiger Woods to shame- a Marina- and shops that play songs in English (trust me, that fact alone is enough reason to go). Americanized as Americanized can get here in the area of Puntarenas. We decided to take a little home away from home trip to get some dinner and watch fireworks to celebrate our countries Independence Day. An evening totally worth it. Not to mention, you'll never know who you'll run into. I'm pretty sure I saw Bill Gates hiding out on his billion dollar sail boat parked in the Harbor. But like.. for real.
Here's a shot from our restaurant entitled the 'Hook Up'. No puns either....
After dinner we ran over to catch the fireworks display. Three families, about 12 kids, myself and grandmother= one party!

We waltzed back for coffee and desserts loudly singing old, patriatotic songs. You know what I'm talking about. The ones you learned way back in 2nd grade. "My Country Tis of Thee", "God Bless America", "America the Beautiful", or my personal favorite, Old Faithful herself- "The Star Spangled Banner"-- I felt like a caroling crew, but in the summer!!
Man, so what more could I ask for such a dream night? Oh wait-- I know....
ICE CREAM....
Someone's happy!
And a VANILLA CAPPUCCINO!
What about Rivea and I screaming loudly over a hideous bread arrangement. (There's just nothing more fun than loudly bringing attention to yourself in a ritzy place. Especially when you're not ritzy).
and finally FAMILY PHOTOS.

Rivea, Abby, Naomi, Barbara, and sweet Makala

The Barretts

DREAM NIGHT?! CHECK.
I'm thousands of miles from what is 'home' to me, but I still find comfort in knowing that my True Home will never change and is forever with me.