On my way to somewhere else. Praise the Lord, it is well with my soul
Costa Rica does have street signs and streets with names and a logical system. Calles (streets) run one direction and Avenidas (avenues) run the other. But the Costa Ricans don’t use the system for the most part. Addresses really work like this: there’s some local landmark that everyone knows (it doesn’t even have to be there anymore) then you are so many meters north, so many meters west, and so many meters south of that place. So it might be like “Pan Am building, 600 m south, 300 m west, 20 m north.” And it works! Cab drivers will drop you off right at the door with this system and that’s how their addresses work for mail as well.
My cousin had to write out directions to her house for me to give to the cab driver the next day. And forget about mailing packages to her family; you just have to wait until they are visiting her hometown in Alabama and send stuff to them there.
Costa Rica is an interesting place. I visited years ago and was there around 10 days. I flew into San Jose, stayed there the first couple of days, figured I had seen everything of note in the entire country and that I would be bored out of my skull trying to occupy myself for the next 8 days. I then chilled out, took on a Tico attitude, rented a car, and rambled over to Puntarenas on the west coast. I ended up having a very enjoyable stay. Would like to go back some time. If Shillary Clinton had been elected last Nov., I might even have looked at moving down that way.