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Four Seasons
Bob Roe
February 18, 2005
A SHORE THING
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February 18, 2005

Four Seasons

A SHORE THING

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We savored our first sunset at the Costa Rica Four Seasons on the main veranda, listening to the pounding surf while we pounded mojitos. To our right a man in a white guabana rolled cigars to order, while on our left an acoustic trio plucked out merengue ... and then seamlessly segued into Smoke on the Water. And I thought, I could learn to like this. The resort offers almost every water sport, and nearby attractions include horseback riding, golf, beaches (with or without surf) and a tour of active--or inactive, for the timid--volcanoes. With all those distractions we almost felt guilty about spending so much time lounging at one of the resort's three pools. Almost.

Many hours after our last in-country sunrise (unobserved, I admit), we were smugly sweltering poolside. On our left a bikini-clad woman was reading Noam Chomsky's vivisection of U.S. foreign policy, Hegemony or Survival. Beside her a woman in a fashionable maillot was reading Anne Coulter's excoriation of Democrats, How to Talk to a Liberal (If You Must). For hours I waited for the crossfire to begin, but only smiles passed between them. "Finally," I said to my wife, as we sucked on our complimentary (and plentiful) Popsicles, "a place where Red and Blue America can live--or at least tan--in harmony." --Bob Roe

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