The plethora of phone stores with no phones

My phone died yesterday in a tragic dry bag accident.  The "colmo" as I just learned about in Spanish is that it did not get went and die from kayaking.... It got wet and died afterwards, when I was on dry land.  I don't even know how.  I think as I was walking home, water dripped down the sides of the now opened dry bag and that little salt water was enough to short circuit the phone into its white screen of despair.

The phone, I bought last February after the previous one was stolen during my night beach episode.  Looks like February is not a good month for my little Costa Rican phones.

It is worth noting how not having a phone makes me feel.  One would think that with internet and having several friends in town I would feel just the same with or without a phone, but I don't.  I feel surprisingly disconnected, lonely, and helpless.  Rationally, I know this is all ridiculous.  I am only helpless in that I can not call a taxi... or tell a friend I am on my way.... but those things do not make me helpless.

The fact that I can not call a friend does not stop me from running into people I know on the street.
And I can still message people on line!

So what is it about the absence of a phone that creates these feelings in me? 

Is my brain so tied to technology to communicate that the absence of it makes me feel a little empty and vulnerable?  Possibly.  Something to consider.

It probably also doesn't help that I've felt nauseous for the past few days and so I already am not 100% my best.  

Back to the story - Two of my friends offered to help me out by giving me old phones, but these phones turned out to be "country locked" and didn't work.

So.... I ventured out in to the center of town to search for a new phone. It has always baffled me why Quepos has more appliance and technology stores than a US city has Starbucks.  There is literally one on every corner.  There is one across from another and one next door to that one.

In a town with only like 8 main streets, that is a bit much.

Now I know why there are so many, though.  None of them have what you need.
Each one told me they were out of the little cheap phone I wanted.  "Tal vez lunes" they would tell me.  We all know what "tal vez lunes" means.  That means maybe sometime in the next month.... which is difficult when much of my business is made over phone.

Here's to another venture in being patient and trusting that the resources I need will come to be when it is time....