Half a day in San Jose - "a dead city" this week. There is a semana santa in Costa, meaning nobody is working in the capital city for the whole week. Funny feeling when you go out - no shops open, very few cars. I went to this music store at the airport and saw some CDs of a group called Mal Pais - it attracted my attention cause Mal Pais was the area where Playa Hermosa is located. So was keen to discover them- I have been told it's one of the best Costa Rican groups - could not resist and bought all two of their CDs... I have only listened to the music in the shop a bit but when I opened up the cover in the plane and read a couple of entries, I got totally blocked... "At the very end of Costa Rican peninsula, beyond Cabo Blanco and the last road, there exists a refuge for exiles, a forgotten land, an endless basalt beach where we forget if we are coming or going. Malpais beach....Paradise. (...) These are songs of farewell and absence in which Mal Pais is a metaphor for any corner of the world where dreams are lost ad our memories are of things that no longer exist." I stayed with my mouth open - i thought there was no words for describing that place nor what I felt there. But here, at this airport music store, I suddenly found them...