Monday, December 29, 2008

3rd trimester










Could I get any bigger? I didn't realize until I saw the pictures. I am still stretching and dancing a bit. Mostly walking on the beach in the mornings. I am starting my third trimester this week. 27 weeks. I am thinking I need to work extra hard this trimester to keep in good pregnant shape. Coral is kicking constantly. I swim in the ocean a lot and she goes right to sleep. My only complaints are that my ribs and back hurt, I am constantly sneezing and it is getting hot. Otherwise I can't complain. It's not so bad when you live in Costa Rica and every woman is pregnant.


We photographed a couple daily visiters. Our frog stares into the screen every night. We thought he was staring at us all the time and wanted to come in until we figured out he hunts the flying bugs that run into it. Our Iguana we named Mama the Iguana. I used to feed her apple cores. I didn't see her for a while and now she has doubled in size.

Dorian washed the car for the first time. It was really muddy before. We are much tanner in person and my belly is bigger than Dorian's. haha He has been surfing once or twice a day. He also can't wait for little Coral to be born. He works from home. We just hooked up skype. So if you have skype email me your user name. Our user name is Dorian.Smiley

We also have a mailing address now.

Angelina Smiley
Apdo #189 - 4023
Jaco - Costa Rica


Thanks for your support
pura vida
Angelina and Dorian

Friday, November 28, 2008

22 weeks






I am officially giant. 22 weeks. We finally bought a car because I am just to big to ride my bike for miles. I have been walking every day. I am not practicing yoga anymore, but I teach dance twice a week for a friend who is also pregnant and a dancer. Dorian is really excited to be a dad. He is working from home so he will get to enjoy being with his baby. We are proud to be starting a family and we are very honored to have our child continue the Smiley name.
pura vida
Angelina

Wednesday, November 12, 2008

baby at 20 weeks





Hi friends and family,
These are pictures of my second ultrasound at 20 weeks. Yay! I am halfway done. I will post pictures of my growing belly in a couple of days. The pictures shown are distorted but we think that she has my nose, cheeks, and jaw. We think she has Dorian's lips, eyes, and forehead but we will see in 5 more months.
Coral is definately a girl. She has been moving a lot the last couple of days. We have been walking along the beach every morning and swimming in the tide pools.
I have gained 12 pounds which I am very pround of.
Thanks for your support.






Monday, October 27, 2008

18 weeks











almost 18 weeks. I have doubled in size in 2 weeks.

Saturday, October 18, 2008

16 weeks pregnant



I am not that big yet friends. This is my first prego picture posted. 14 weeks. The doctor says his educated guess is a girl, so say hello to Coral Kaye Smiley. I am feeling a hundred times better now that I am in my second trimester.
The first trimester was really difficult. I am taking Yoga regularly and still dancing. Baby Coral doesnt seem to mind doing pirouettes and spotted handstands with me. Don't worry I got my doctor's permission. He said that I can be as active as I always have been as long as I don't twist or work to hard. My doctor has a picture of a yogi 8 months pregnant doing a handstand while in the middle splits so I am not worried.
I have thought more about trying all natural childbirth.
Dorian is really excited to be a Dad. He is really nervous about raising a teenage daughter however. He is making up lullabies on the guitar.

Wednesday, October 8, 2008

Playa Hermosa














Dorian and I are still live in Playa Hermosa, Costa Rica. We moved down the dirt road to a house that was in better shape. We have now been in this house for several months and we love it. Our neighbors are great.

Dorian is finding programming work from the states and we are learning how to grow fruits and vegetables. I am teaching dance to a little girl next door. I have been studying yoga and Dorian has been surfing. The waves are giant in Playa Hermosa. I cannot go swimming in the ocean unless the waves aren't gigantic. I always make sure my lifeguard Dorian goes with me. The ocean water is always really warm. I do enjoy riding my bike to the nearby waterfall.

We have visited the States twice since we left. It is always nice to see the people
we love, but Costa Rica is definitely a better fit for us. The last few months have
been life changing. We are now almost 4 months pregnant. We are having the baby
here in Costa Rica which will give us all residency.

Life isn't always paradise in Costa Rica. I think it is a harder life but a life
worth living. I wash all the clothes by hand in our pila. We eat mostly fruits and
vegetables only. The water and electricity goes out on a daily basis. It takes
tens times longer to get anything done here than in the U.S and we do battle giant
spiders and snakes.

The advantages are we get to see scarlet macaws and toucans everyday. We don't have
many monkeys near us but the howler monkey across the street howls at us every
morning. The weather is great and the exotic gray sand beach in gorgeous. The jungle is full of life and we get to spend our days together.

Pura Vida "Pure Life"
p.s. I will post pictures of the beach and jungle soon. We have actually been carless for six months. We are purchasing a car in the next couple of weeks and we are excited to contiue our adventures.

Cordwood house in Playa Hermosa






I was asked to give an update for those of you who have not heard from the Smileys
since our last post on blogspot.

Dorian and I settled in Playa Hermosa, Costa Rica after our journey through Central
America. Since then we rented a cordwood house for six months. A cordwood house is
made of hay and clay with a wood frame. It was so beautiful but unfortunately it
was already falling apart. We loved this little hobbit house. It was just our
style and taught us a lot about what we want to build in our future.

We spent this time getting to know the neighborhood while Dorian picked up some
programming work in town. It was so nice to be in one place for a while. Being on
the road for six months will make any woman mad, although the journey taught me to
be happy without my American comforts.

Monday, October 6, 2008

Thursday, January 10, 2008

playa negra, Costa Rica





The border crossing going into Costa Rica this day were relatively quick. We were now experienced border crossers and we knew what to expect. As we drove through Costa Rica we immediately noticed why we wanted to move here a year ago. The jungle turned thicker and the insects grew larger. The life around us became more abundant. We stopped at the giant supermarket on the way to Playa Negra. Dorian and I were shocked by the thousands of products that consumed the shelves. We had just came from a land where the locals raise their own food.

We continued our journey until we came to a fallen bridge. The road was impassable and Dorian and I once again were on a race with time. It was getting dark and we were forced to find an alternative route without street signs. We were unable to make it to Playa Negra that night so we shacked up in Tamarindo. Tourists flourish here. Even Pizza Hut exists here.
The next morning we were forced to take a short cut in the wet season through several mud pits. We literally crashed into the earth and drove in and out of huge ruts that swallowed El Grande Rojo's giant tires. This road was as gnarly as the road from hell in Guatemala. Fortunately our life was not in danger this time, only the life of our truck. We managed to make it one house away from Tony's house where we were going to camp when the giant mud pit that we risked driving through swallowed the front right tire. The entire truck began to sink into the underground river. We were officially stuck!

Dorian contemplated detaching our wench from the front of the truck and attaching it to the rear. We needed to get pulled out backwards. The road that lied ahead of us was to watery to pass. Tony's brother-in-law graciously helped Dorian for hours dig out the truck. Dorian was covered in mud from head to toe. He even arranged for two ox to try to pull us out. After that failed we luckily met the neighbor Juanito (a gringo from Orange County) who came to our rescue. He had a wench on his truck. After Dorian cleared the earth from the bottom of the truck they wiggled El Grande Rojo out of the mud pit. We were finally free. It was steaming hot and we were extremely tired and hungry.

Juanita invited us into his house to get cleaned up. We were so thankful to meet an instant friend. He made it clear that he was impressed that we drove all the way down. We told him pieces of our story and he reminisced about the times when he made the trip. He continued to hook us up when he introduced us to his best friend Jerry who lived next door. Jerry is a gringo who moved from Hawaii. He is in his seventies but doesn't look a day over fifty. He let us camp on his property for only $5 a day. We really liked our two new friends.

We continued to meet the people who lived here and contacted Brad who had the house for rent. The house needed alot of work. There were howler monkeys everywhere. We were almost going to move in and make our new life in Playa Negra when we got cold feet. Dorian and I made the decision to drive further south to Playa Hermosa. We made the six hour drive south through the cloud forest. We realized that Playa Hermosa was a better fit for us right now. I did not want to face the dry season in Playa Negra, Northern Costa Rica.




Gigante, Nicaragua












Dorian and I entered Nicaragua in the middle of August. The weather was hot this month with light rains in the evenings. We drove south and stopped for a night in a town called Leon. This was a colonial style hip town with few tourists. Overall, this country is poor and the government is very corrupt. It is important to be aware of your surroundings. We tried our best to avoid the policia, but it's difficult when they spot El Grande Rojo with gringo license plates a kilometer away. We battled numerous bribes.







Nicaraguans are called Nicas. The Nica's I met were very hard working and humble. A skilled worker like a fishing boat captain earns seven dollars a day. I noticed that the people here are affected by the recent war. Although they were the poorest people we met on our journey, they were the kindest. I quickly became close with a family in Playa Gigante. Eva, Silvio, and their two year old son Dale David worked for a gringo we visited named Dale Dagger. I enjoyed helping Eva with David when she was working. They are a really honest hard working family.







Dorian emailed Dale Dagger before leaving the U.S. after reading his story online. Dale was ship wrecked in Playa Gigante, Nicaragua in the seventies. Since then he bought property there and built a surf lodge. There is now a small Nica community there. We showed up on his doorstep ready to camp. He told us that we could camp on his property for free. We took the opportunity for a few days until I just couldn't take it any longer. Remember I had been camping for six months straight. Imagine! Dorian worked out a deal with Dale and got us into the five star surf resort with hot water and a porcelain thrown. We met Tom who runs the surf lodge. He was now our new roommate. Tom is a free spirit from the mid west who moved here a couple years ago. He took us fishing almost everyday on Dale's hand made outrigger. We caught fish after fish.







The surf in Nicaragua is awesome. Dorian surfed thick turquoise blue barrels with a few guys out everyday in September. I will let the pictures speak for themselves. In October everything changed. This is the rainiest month of the year. The ocean turned muddy and the surf turned stormy. Troy and Lanae our friends from Newport Beach flew out to visit us. Were they in for a surprise.







They took their chances on the weather and went for the adventure. We were late picking them up at the airport due to five stops from the policia and getting lost. They were almost going to make alternative plans until we showed up. I didn't realize that Dorian and I were now accustomed to the heat and the madness. Poor Troy and Lanae got a taste of adventure when we tried to find our way back to Gigante. There isn't any street signs. A four hour drive at least that we failed to tell them about prior. It was steamy hot and the truck was packed.







Our friends and Dorian scored good waves the first few days. We were able to make one fishing trip in a panga, not the cool outrigger Dale constructed. I was able to point out my favorite place in Nicaragua to Lanae on the boat looking over the amazing coastline. The coast is filled with green forest/jungle and had seamed untouched. It is a natural land that is free and wild unlike Southern California. We were stoked when Troy caught a giant mackerel. Tom also caught a big Dorado. We cleaned and fried the fish for dinner. It was awesome.







The weather turned south shortly after our fishing expedition, and we grew weary from the rain. There isn't much to do in Gigante when it's pouring and the ocean is muddy. We spent the last few days of Troy and Lanae's visit playing cards and drinking lots of ice cold Tonas. We were sad to see them leave, and hope to see them again soon.







The next week we were flooded in. Rivers had formed where streams once existed, and quickly flooded the dirt roads. It was impassable. After three weeks solid of none stop rain the sun finally showed up. We decided to take advantage of this break in the weather and try to reach Rivas. We put El Grande Rojo to a true test when Dorian made the decision to drive up a slippery muddy embankment to avoid a sink hole that had formed in the road. This type of sink hole is caused by ground water, and is like quick sand. It will swallow a vehicle. I was standing along the road praying that Dorian and our portable house wouldn't slide off. He made it safely up the slippery mud embankment a road crew had constructed. After that things started to take a turn for the worse, literally. The car lost traction and started to drift off the embankment and towards the sink hole. This was very bad. Dorian quickly straightened out the wheel and gassed it hard. Once he had a little momentum he veered hard left and went straight into a barb wire fence. After bouncing off, and taking a little of the fence with him, he gassed it again uphill. When he was almost to the top, and safe, he got stuck. He quickly reversed hard then floored it off the embankment, around the sink hole, and to safety. It was some crazy stuff!







Our visas were up for the second time so we needed to cross the border again. The first time we crossed into Costa Rica a month earlier we bribed our way back into Nicaragua on the same day which is highly illegal. We were now ready to officially finish our journey and head to Playa Negra, Costa Rica. Our friend Tony Roberts, an accomplished photographer who we also met at Dale Dagger's surf lodge hooked us up with a friend who was possible going to rent us a house.







Overall, we love Nicaragua. The people are great and the land is beautiful. The wild life in Playa Gigante consists of hundreds of crabs that wander the beach, a myriad of hermit crabs, unfortunately ticks and mostly farm animals. The Nicas in this town raise and eat most of their own food. That includes the hanging of giant pigs and chickens. There are wild monkeys sometimes on the road but the most commonly seen one wears a leash and his held against his will. The mosquitoes can be difficult to deal with but the beauty of the beach makes up for it. We encourage everyone to visit Nicaragua just be careful and watch your belongings. It will be an adventure for sure if you let it.