Sounds I No Longer React To.

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!