In which a tree-hugging, liberal neo-hippy vegan mama writes about her life as a transplanted Gringa in Ticolandia, animal rights, human rights, and anything else that might strike her fancy. She swears a lot and she can be rather snarky. You've been warned.
Why, for the love of everything that is good, does anyone care what these people do? So they spent Christmas with Colombian refugees before jetting off to the Four Seasons in Guanacaste for New Year's. Oh, please. Enough already.