Imagine you lived in an economically depressed part of the USA. Businessmen from some foreign nation, say, Japan, built a factory, in your town. They bring all sorts of foremen and middle managers for a few years to set up the factory and run things and train a local cadre. They don't bring their families. However, they do start turning several graduating classes of high school cheerleaders and struggling college students and young single moms into their mistresses.
Now, many would look the other way, because that factory is hiring hundreds, maybe thousands of their older brothers, fathers, uncles, moms, etc. to work in the factory.
The Gulch is a factory. It creates employment for hundreds in the restaurants, hotels, casinos, etc. Costa Rica benefitted from being the safest Central American country twenty years ago, being relatively poor compared to other countries in the hemisphere, being closer to us and less "alien" than Bangkok or the Philippines, and having a population that was not too mestiza and hence having women that were more "American looking" than the other countries, so when the internet met de-regulated air fare prices, "the factory" opened.
However, the chicas ARE the factory workers and all the other jobs are just support staff. The locals know it, they accept it, but deep down, if they thought about it too much, they don't like it. It is not that they don't like P4P....they live in a culture of "marianismo" (the two most important women in the Bible are the virgin Mary and Mary Magdelene) .... but if they had to think about it too much, they don't like it that they have not advanced beyond the post-WWII exchange of chocolate bars and nylon stockings for BBBJ from buxom blondes economy (which really ticks them off, because with all the European socialism they practice, they really wish they were one of those countries by now.)
And, yes, please do NOT wear shorts, sandals, and hawaian shirts away from the pool and expect to be treated seriously.
_________________ "I'm not one those pathetic lietuenant colonels working a silly civilian job, working out two hours a day trying to reclaim a body they lost 20 years ago and four hours a night completing War College by correspondence in a sad attempt at colonel. Tyler Durden told us [i]'Self improvement is masturbation[/i].' My mid-life crisis is going to involve a new sports car, or the zoftig redhead with daddy issues in accounting, or better yet, racking up frequent flyer miles going to Pattaya."
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