Reality

The truth always hurts.

How do Costa Ricans from San José accept that we are so dissociated from the reality of the coasts and rurality?

I grew up in the center of San José, attended a private school, and attended a Public University, from which I had access to see and study more realities. I held public positions, and I thought I was clear about the reality of my country.

But not.

It was not until I left the comfort of my home and came to live in Guanacaste that I experienced the reality of this coast.

A local community with so many cultures needs to be clarified what it is.

You can tell who Central Americans are by their features and who a foreigner is for the same reason. However, who is Costa Rican... it has yet to be discovered.

English is almost always spoken here; the land is sold 24/7, and detachment and carelessness are seen. The garbage, the social neglect, and the lack of education. It hurts, yes. But it is the truth.

Guanacaste seems to need more preparation for the avalanche of foreigners. On the one hand, the land is given as a gift; on the other hand, we end up gardeners of what was ours to serve someone else.

What are the Costa Ricans going to do? A friend answers me. What other options do they have if not to sell their land... They don't have many options, it's true. We only have a few more options to generate income because there are no jobs or desires. There is nowhere to start a business. You need to gain skills; you run out of options.

I see poverty and wealth marked before me.

We are slaves to our own destiny. It is difficult for me to defend that we are educated, clean, and love our country... when the opposite is seen and lived.

How to improve this situation?

How do we support the community?

How can we architects give our support to the people of Guanacaste and prevent it from becoming another country entirely?

How do we do?

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