It’s raining, and we’re going nowhere. These last three or four days resemble more of what the rainy season looks like in October or November in Costa Rica. Yet even then, we tend to get a little sunshine in the morning.

Not a patch of blue peaks through the sky. We are covered in a thick blanket of gray. A layer of fog hangs down from those clouds, steaming up the sidewalks and windows. The rain is a few feet short of turning into snowflakes. In Spanish, we say encapotado - we’re blanketed in overcast and cloudy. It’s a great word that rolls of the tongue just like water off my yellow raincoat.

And with a storm in the Pacific threatening to keep us wet with this driving rain for a few more days, we might have to turn to almost every inside activity we know: reading the dictionary, drinking hot tea, drawing, cleaning the house, scrubbing the battery in my car….oh, the fun never ends.