Dogs barking viciously.
Cars honking. (When crossing the street, when making an unprotected left, when falling asleep, when anything.)
Dogs whining or crying, from near or far.
What I thought were gunshots... but so did the Germans at breakfast I talked to. It turns out Ticos *love* fireworks for any and all celebrations.
And the sound I keep reacting to... the wind. The gusting, constant, terrifying wind. I am so surprised it can be such a large presence for someone, like me, who is not used to it. ¡Feliz fin de semana!
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I'm going to leave a comment that has absolutely nothing to do with your post. And I feel like an uber nerd, but how AWESOME does the new Star Trek movie look? Yes, one of my Grenadian pastimes is watching trailers for all the movies I will either get to rent or see when I'm home during the summer time. Thanks for giving me something to read on a consistent basis!
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