Costa Rica: June 2006 - Page 5

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Everywhere I went, it loomed over me like the away-party set from a particularly weird episode of Star Trek.
Table set and chairs. For who?
What lies behind that bare bulb and those curtains?
Table and chairs...set for who?
What lies behind that bare bulb and the tatty new-age sheet?
Everywhere I went, the thing loomed over me like the away-team set from a particularly strange episode of Star Trek, and at all times, in all places, I could feel the presence of eyes upon the back of my neck. Most unsettling.
The whole thing looked as if it might, at any moment, light up with an ionizing glow, and cast off for the heavens.
The whole place looked as if it might light up with an ionizing glow at any moment, and suddenly lurch skyward and disappear into the heavens.
You have to wonder just exactly what they watch on that TV set.
You have to wonder what gets watched on that TV set.
Stairways to nowhere.
Octopus Facade, as seen from behind. Uh, ok. Sure. Sure thing.
The ocean didn't seem to care in the slightest about any of it.
I don't even know what to say about this thing.

Whatta ya say we just get the hell out of here, ok?

This place is giving me a case of the galloping collywobbles.