Bien metido is a Panamanian term, and I’m not sure if it’s the same in Costa Rican Spanish. There are some definite differences in language (as I’ve learned) since the word tranque (Panamanian Spanish for a traffic jam) doesn’t exist here and a small restaurant in Costa Rica is apparently called a soda (Coca-cola is a gaseosa, then).
What bien metido means is “way out there,” which is where I remain. As I mentioned earlier, Palo Verde has to be the remotest place I’ve ever visited, even surpassing my two years in the Peace Corps. Back then, I did live in a small village that was a 2 1/2 hour (very) rough drive into the mountains, but at least there were other people living there. Here there are only maybe 10 people at the station and NOBODY else around.
This morning, I found quite a few more Bagheera spiders (that the dragonflies couldn’t steal this time), and it appears that they are living onacacia plants that belong to the species Vachellia collinsii that are populated by ants in the species Pseudomyrmex spinicola or Pseudomyrmex nigrocinctus.
The unusual part is that there is a third ant species here, which doesn’t seem quite as common, and I haven’t been able to find any spiders on plants that are populated by it:
As I worked to try and unravel this mystery today, the “empty” light came on the dashboard of the 4-wheel drive SUV that I needed to rent to get here. I guess I should’ve thought about gas earlier, but when I first came to Palo Verde, I was racing against the clock, and just barely got in as the guard was locking the gate. I knew that I couldn’t put off filling the tank, though, because I sure didn’t want to run out of gas 30 kilometers away from the nearest gas station.
The ride out took me close to an hour, mainly because the ride was so bumpy. Only the last 0.2 kilometers or so are paved. After that, it was back to where I’d come from, provided that I could remember the way…
Still not there, though.
Suffice to say, I spent a whole lot of time on that road.