Co$ta Rica

When the first Spaniards led by Sanchez el Dirte, landed on the coast of Central America, they were quickly approached by the local indigenous population. Sanchez exclaimed to the chief, "I declare this land to be Costa Rica!"
The chief looked confused and replied: "Why should you name this land? It does not belong to you or your people."
"¨Ha!" balked Sanchez, "this land belongs neither to you and your people, nor me and my people. It will belong to the multitudes of North Americans seeking escape from winters. 

They will come here to this beach that you call "Samara" in droves and set up everything exactly as they had it in their homelands. They will add cutsie touches to their beachside yoga enclaves, like exercise gyms made from wood. They will walk around with their shoulder length hair, necklaces and longboards- walking, but rarely surfing - and clutter the beaches jogging in spandex with their liquid gels in hip pouches and their thoroughbred dogs on leashes, playing frisbee or bocci ball in the water or on the beach and mingling with the other folks on their package vacations. They will escalate all the prices so that it will become the most expensive country in Central America. In fact, they will force many items to the ridiculous point of being MORE expensive than in their homeland.  This is why we must name it Costa Rica - since only the rich will be able to afford the costs."

The chief looked concerned, it was his homeland afterall. "Won´t anyone try to stop this?"

"It is unstoppable." Sanchez paused to think. "....though there are some who will try to resist.  Many years from now The Chosen Ones will board their bus to reach the coast in the dirty crossroads town of Nicoya.  They will attempt to reach the coastal town of Nosara. The driver will demand payment for three people.  The chosen ones will correct him. ¨No," they will point to their adult selves and say, "TWO people." 
The driver will remain steadfast and hold his hand out, he will point to a metal post and say that any child taller than it must pay; he will even go as far as attempting to convince them that there is a meter equipped with a "laser beam" that detects how many passengers board. 
This is the point at which the one called Drew will erupt into a George Costanza rant - he will think he is George, but in reality he will probably look more like Kramer (yes, I know what you´re thinking, we watched a lot of Seinfeld in Nicaragua) - he will declare at the front of the bus loudly that they have come through five countries and that children NEVER need to pay, he will utter his favourite Spanish words like "LOCO" and "MALO" while explaining that his child will be sitting on his lap so should not pay.  He will attempt to stand his child up next to the meter since his child is in fact shorter than it - but then a big mamacita will step on the bus and tell him he cannot pass.  In fact she will become involved in the debate, she will say that if he carried his child on he wouldn´t have needed to pay, but since the child walked on, he will need to pay.  Then she will block his way with her girth and by use of the "TALK TO THE HAND" gesture while turkey bobbing her head and saying, "You cannot pass." 
He will be helpless. 
A Talk To The Hand can beat rock, paper and scissors combined.
He will be forced to stick it to the man - "We´re out of of here!" he will exclaim.  He will collect his things, and outsmart everyone by walking to the back of the bus and taking his things out. Ali will say, "Who pays for the meter now?" and they will have a chuckle with one another.

People in the terminal will ask him what happened - the shopkeeper, the nice lady who was sitting next to him.  He will explain "It´s not about the money, it´s about THE PRINCIPLE!  He is JUST A CHILD!"  People will agree.
Then they will decide to try a different coastal town - since they are blessed with time they have the gift of indifference and don´t care where they go.  They will proceed to take a taxi for two times the cost the bus driver wanted and relish in the comfort of their 4X4 pickup truck, stopping to check out the monkeys.
When they reach the beachside town of Samara they too will find it to be exactly as I have described it to you. "

...and now you know the story of Co$ta Rica´s discovery.