Monday Day 14

When we arrived in Costa Rica, I had everything complete and ready for it to be FedEx’d to NYC. Except for one small detail—there was a signature that needed to be notarized. I stopped at a Banco Nacional branch in Puriscal where I thought I would find someone who could notarize my signature. Wrong.

I stopped at the office of a local attorney. (All attorneys in Costa Rica are notaries.) Nope.

I finally realized that notaries are asked to notarize documents or signatures. I needed my signature notarized and they thought I needed a document notarized—which would need to be officially translated into Spanish. 

I also needed a recommendation for an attorney who spoke enough English they could help me.