View from the end of the world

Well, I certainly haven't been keeping this blog up to date. I went and worked in tiger conservation in Laos and somehow couldn't face going back to wait for the end of the world in Australia. So I looked for a place where I could do conservation and Willy could do peace and settled on Monteverde, Costa Rica. We've been here about 3 months and it's beautiful, but I still can't get over that sinking, living-on-the-titanic feeling. Also, like any haves/have nots society, it's pretty insecure. There's heaps of break-ins and people lock their stuff in the safe every time they go out. And you can buy guns from camping shops in San Jose. When the shit hits the fan this isn't going to be a very safe place to be.

I haven't figured out what to do here either. I tried volunteering at a couple of places but they really didn't know what to do with me. The problem with being the product of a big, modern, industrial society is that only big, modern industrial societies need the sort of stuff I can do. Doing menial tasks for people that don't really want them done will take some adjustment of motivational factors, especially when getting to work involves a steep 10km hike and no money. Maybe I need to get off my ass and do my own thing. But what's worth doing when the world's about to end?