Richard and I went to the fancy Italian restaurant in the neighborhood, Limoncello. We've been there before, just once, but we both enjoyed it so decided this would be our end-of-San-Jose splurge.
We arrived about 8, without a reservation, figuring that a Thursday evening wouldn't be busy. Wrong! The downstairs was packed, and the several rooms upstairs were all full as well. (The restaurant is in a former home, beautiful wood floors and gorgeous railing up the stairs......) At any rate, the only place available was a small table at the top of the stairs, in what I can only describe as an upstairs foyer. The area was large, bigger than many hotel rooms - with a couch, a few chairs, and our dining table. We sat down, giggling - and ordered a lovely dinner. People came by, either heading downstairs to leave, or coming upstairs for the reserved room - and people would either look at us curiously, or stop and say "Buenes noches" and look confused - and we'd laugh some more.
There was ongoing music downstairs - most of it with a tango beat - and when Richard went down for a smoke, he read the front sign saying there was a tango show today. He came up and we did a very short tango in the foyer area, cracking up at ourselves. The music continued all through our dinner - tangos on the accordian, on the sax, on a couple of guitars with a piano, and some vocalists singing tango-esque numbers. It was just very crazy! No one else in the entire place danced, just the two of us (and we all know what great dancers Richard and I are!)
Costa Rica is just so COOL!!!!!!!