Nestled into the lush foothills of the massive southern mountain range overlooking Costa Rica’s Central Valley the ramshackle fortress of El Buen Pastor has obviously fallen on hard times. Not so long ago it was deemed unfit for its current use and condemned for demolition. So further down the road a more modern extension is … Continue reading

The Nuclear Power Plant Fiasco

I am adding this post-script to my article on "The Marcoses and the Missing Filipino Millions" because a couple of the comments I have received question whether the Philippines has a nuclear power plant or not. I was there when Imelda's cousin-in-law Herminio Disini was awarded a huge commission from Westinghouse to build a nuclear … Continue reading The Nuclear Power Plant Fiasco

It Happened In Paradise – A Cautionary Tale

“Costa Rica is a paradise, a virtual Garden of Eden” or so the tourist brochures lead us to believe. Turn the pages of any guide book and, doubtless, you will read glowing reports about this “peaceful” country, with its stable government, its lack of an army, its protected national parks, its teeming wildlife, its breathtaking … Continue reading It Happened In Paradise – A Cautionary Tale

THE FUGITIVE KIND

  Harry Rose was a character. It wouldn’t take long for anyone meeting him for the first time to come to this conclusion. I certainly knew this to be true the minute I met him. I also instinctively knew that we were destined to get along together. From the moment his lips parted revealing a … Continue reading THE FUGITIVE KIND

YES, I WAS THERE! Summer of ‘65 by Caroline Kennedy

Just as Beatlemania had taken hold in the United States in February 1964 so, too, had British youth been working themselves up into a frenzy of anticipation at the prospect of Bob Dylan’s first British concert at the Royal Albert Hall on the 9 May 1965. Donovan. Earlier in the day my friend Sarah and I … Continue reading YES, I WAS THERE! Summer of ‘65 by Caroline Kennedy

ADAPTING TO LIFE IN A WAR ZONE

by Caroline Kennedy On a scorching summer’s day in 1992 the television news reported a fierce attack on the town of Split on the Dalmatian Coast, some 100kms from Zagreb, the capital of Croatia. Split was a town I knew quite well. My mother was from Dubrovnik just a few miles down the coast. At … Continue reading ADAPTING TO LIFE IN A WAR ZONE