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Becoming a Father

Two Months in California

My wife and I have been in California for two months. It has been fun, and we have had a lot of free time. We had a baby shower that many of my friends attended. I was ambivalent about organizing the event, but I wanted my wife to have a baby shower because we didn’t have one in Mexico with her family.

Baby Shower

Finding a Doctor

Finding a good doctor was a challenge. The first doctor we visited in Sacramento was one I had arranged through contacts in Costa Rica, so I wasn’t able to do much research beforehand.

When we arrived at the doctor’s office, I immediately noticed that the waiting room was a little dirty and disorganized. There were a lot of people waiting, and many appeared to be uninsured. There were also many non-English speakers and several Muslim immigrants. Growing up in Sacramento, I don’t remember seeing very many Muslims, but there seem to be many more now. It made me wonder how much the city has changed and how did it occur this way?

So, back to the doctor’s office. We waited about an hour to see the doctor, and the customer service was subpar. We felt rushed, as if the office placed a high priority on seeing as many patients as possible. On top of that, I had to pay out of pocket. I decided that that was the last time we saw that doctor.

After that, we had difficulty finding a prenatal-care doctor because many doctors were unwilling to accept a new patient who was already more than 30 weeks pregnant. We kept getting turned away. So I called one of the offices back and asked, “There’s got to be a way to see a doctor. What would Bill Gates do? Could he find a doctor? I said this because I knew we had a stellar insurance plan. The receptionist said she would ask around. She called back. Finally, though, we found a good doctor about 45 minutes away in the town of Davis.

Rancho Cordova, Sportsman Ct.

Being Away from Work

Being away from work has been both good and bad. I miss the routine and the challenges of work. Every day, I wake up early with a clear assignment and a sense of purpose. When I arrive home, however, I feel relieved and happy to be home and with my wife.

Being away from work has given me a chance to slow down and spend more time with family. At the same time, I have realized how much I enjoy having a routine and responsibilities outside the home.

A Day on the Rivers

My old high school friend, Marques, invited us out on his boat to cruise the Sacramento and American Rivers. We departed from a restaurant on the river called Crawdads. From there, we entered the American River and headed upstream.

The Sacramento and American Rivers come together near downtown Sacramento. It was the first time I had actually seen the two rivers meet. What a treat!

Growing Up Along the American River

Speaking of rivers. I grew up next to the American River. Every summer, my friends and I would spend a lot of time down there, swimming and snorkeling while looking for whatever people had dropped. Of course having a few beers, getting tan and enduring 100+ degree afternoons.

And we found all kinds of things: sunglasses, unopened beers, lawn furniture, money, keys, and wallets. Once I found 107 dollars, with which I bought a wetsuit. Looking back, it was a pretty great way to spend a summer.

Family at the American River, Rossmoor Bar.

The Birth of Our Daughter

After 41 weeks of pregnancy, my wife still hadn’t given birth, so we started thinking about a cesarean section.

Then the baby was born!

Good Lord, that was tough. My wife was in a lot of pain. It was like something out of a movie. She was going through hell, and I was at her side, helping as much as I could. They poked and prodded her and even gave her an epidural, which had mixed results. I felt so bad for her. She was in so much pain and I watched helpless to lower that pain. 

When the baby was finally born, she came out quickly, and they immediately placed her on my wife’s chest. I just sat back in the chair, almost crying, but the tears didn’t come out. I was exhausted. I never imagined it was going to be so intense. Also, I was so happy that my wife was out of pain. 

We stayed one night in the hospital, many nurses coming and going in the room to take tests of Mom and of baby. Kinda annoying but needed.

Having a newborn daughter has been mind-blowing. There is so much love growing between the baby and us, and that is something I didn’t anticipate. I knew I would love my daughter, of course, but experiencing that love firsthand has been completely different from anything I imagined.

Saying Goodbye from California

A coworker and friend of ours is departing the U.S. Embassy in Costa Rica to work at the U.S. Consulate in Guadalajara, Mexico. Since we won’t be able to attend his going-away party, Mayte, our newborn daughter, and I recorded a goodbye video for him.

We filmed the video in the backyard of my dad’s house—the same house where I grew up. It seemed like an appropriate place to record it, especially now that my own family is beginning a new chapter.

Conclusion

These two months in California have been a mixture of family, old friends, new experiences, and, most importantly, the birth of our daughter.

I’ve had the opportunity to reconnect with the place where I grew up and see parts of Sacramento from a different perspective. At the same time, becoming a father has completely changed the experience. The long days, doctor’s appointments, uncertainty, and difficult moments were like a scene from a movie that I always wanted to star in.

I’m looking forward to returning to work, getting back into a routine and embracing the Costa Rican world. I’ll arrive with a new daughter, a new perspective, and memories that had to be earned.

Work, Family, and Reflections from San José

New beginnings

San Jose, Costa Rica. Sunset.

My wife is 6 months pregnant. I was beginning to think that this day would never come, but I kept trying, and now I’m here. We are here. I was patient when it came to finding a wife, and she is wonderful. And strikingly gorgeous. We will stay with my dad for 3 months for the birth. I get paternity leave, and doing so will allow us to complete a lot of paperwork.

At The salt mines


Work has been difficult but enjoyable. I’ve been working 10-hour days and actually liking it. It’s in the consular section, so there are always many visas to adjudicate. Every day we receive about 1,000 visa applications, and this is just one embassy in the small country of Costa Rica. It’s like this in every embassy and/or consulate in the world. Everybody is trying to come to the USA, either to immigrate, study, work temporarily, or visit as tourists. And if they are applying for a student, work, or tourist visa, they may actually be trying to immigrate permanently, but they just won’t tell you that at the window. There’s at least a one-year waiting period. We end up denying many visas — at least about 30%. But many people still immigrate illegally.


My wife and I were out in downtown San José. She got her nails done while I walked around people-watching and exploring the shops. When she was done, we met up, and I said, “Let’s go to this supermarket to pay our internet bill.” (the internet option wasn’t working) We were waiting in a long line — just one line for two cashiers — when the girl behind us cut in front of us. She walked up to the counter before I could do anything. So I walked up to her and said, “Go ahead. You can go in front of us, even though we were in front of you.” She replied, explaining why she did it, but I just stared at her and went back to the line. The people behind us supported us and verbally agreed that the woman was wrong.


After we paid and walked out, I still felt bad. Like I was somehow in the wrong, even though I wasn’t. That’s normally why I don’t speak up. I always feel guilty when I point out other people’s bad behavior. Even when I’m in the right. Odd.

Peace Corps Reunion

Unfortunately I was unable to attend my Peace Corps Reunion that happened in New Orleans. There were about 30 of us volunteers that served together in Madagascar and I believe about 15 of us turned out for the reunion. With my wife being pregnant, 7 months pregnant, it just wasn’t the right time to travel. While I was in Madagascar I did lots of filming and made a YT channel. Here’s a link to my Madagascar Youtube channel:

https://www.youtube.com/@alakamisyambohimahamadagas3515

Surgery


I just had surgery on my left knee, which I injured while running in Santos, Brazil, in 2021. I used to run a lot. No matter where I was, I would always find time and a place to run. I loved sprinting up hills repeatedly. I also did box jumps, but eventually all of that caused my meniscus to tear. When it happened, I was running on the sidewalk adjacent to the beach. Even though it hurt, I finished my run. When I tried to walk up the stairs afterward, I realized this wasn’t just a sprain. But back then, I didn’t have the money and couldn’t afford to miss work, so I just lived with it. Now I have health insurance, so I finally pulled the trigger. So far, it feels good.

Instagram of a Miami Beach bar


Down below is a link to an Instagram page I created featuring The Sandbar Lounge Lounge. I worked there from 2014 to 2016. And I was a patron for years before that. It was one of the few neighborhood bars of the northern part of Miami Beach. It was the spot for many locals and people who worked in the industry. While there, I took many photos and posted them to our Facebook page, but the bar closed, and so did the Facebook page. I don’t want the memory of that bar and the community that revolved around it to be forgotten, so I created the page.


It’s funny. I was watching some videos on YouTube and stumbled upon one about a former U.S. ambassador to Bolivia who was also a Cuban spy. He had agreed to become a spy years before joining the State Department, and at the request of the Cuban government, he joined the State Department and served for more than 30 years. He even became the U.S. ambassador to Bolivia, all while working for Cuba to undermine the United States. He was caught in 2024 and sentenced to only 15 years in prison, though he will likely serve less. Meanwhile, other less impactful spies received life imprisonment. I can’t believe I never saw this on the news or heard about it through my job. I only know about it because I accidentally found it on YouTube.

@ El Rey


Conclusion:

Somehow all of these moments — work, pain, conflict, memories, and new beginnings — now feel tied together into one strange chapter of life.

Costa Rica, the beginning

My neighborhood.

People, it’s been a while since I’ve done any updating. I’m now in Costa Rica. Been here for about 7 months. This city isn’t small but it has the feel of a small city. There’s not many skyscrapers or wide boulevards. It’s like the main structure of the city layout and character hasn’t changed in decades. Kinda dirty. Lot’s of vegetatation, especially adjecent to the 4 rivers that cross the city.  While driving , one doesn’t actually see the rivers because they lay below the city. You could say that the city sits on a mesa above the rivers. Yet away from the rivers, there are many streets with no trees and with a hodge podge of types of cement of various levels that make up the sidewalks.  

But the job is enjoyable. This is a whole new world. It’s nothing like any job I’ve had. Well, the closest is working for the military overseas. There’s lots of benefits but lots of restrictions. Unfortunately, I haven’t got into the Costa Rican society. Yet, I have gone out a few times and had a few beers and talked with locals. I went on a date. I’m trying to make Costa Rican friends, but not trying hard enough due to I like being alone and I find it difficult to initiate conversations with strangers. I haven’t always been like this. It wasn’t my plan to become the person I’ve become.    

Noticias: I bought a car. I haven’t owned a car since 2003. For the first time in my life, I feel like I have all my ducks in a row. Apt, job, free time, health, car, disposable income….all checked. I have a wonderful balcony where I am king. And nobody can see me, well, without binoculars. Drinking only on weekends and no smoking. I miss the happiness and moments of ‘zen’ that smoking gives me, but it does have negative physiological effects that have become increasingly annoying. 

Roadtrip: 

I’m out of the city for the first time. I’m traveling with an old friend, Richard, to a small touristy town called La Fortuna next to a volcano, Arenal. The town attracts tourists because of the hot springs in addition to the volcano. This place is fairly warm, tropical, humid, love it. Richard has had trouble with drinking before and now he’s on a bender. I’m not drinking and he’s pissing me off but he’s a good friend so I tolerate it. 

The first night he was here, in San Jose, we celebrated and drank a lot, which resulted in me enthusiastically opening the front glass door to the apartment building lobby and broke it, which could have gotten me into hot water. Fortunately, nobody said anything more.

San Jose can be chilly. It’s higher up elevation, much like Medellin, eternal spring. But I miss, and prefer, the hot humid climate of Miami.  

People at work are worried about what the Trump administration is doing. Cutting government waste and therefore people are going to lose their jobs. I’m cool with it. If I lose my job, I go back to where I was, which wasn’t bad.

Conclusion: It’s never too late in life to start a new job or live in a new place. 

I went to a cocktail party hosted by the Italian Embassy. I willed myself to talk to others. I talked to the Italian Ambassador and to a retired artist, retired doctor, and many others. It was a hit. Also, as I was waiting for the event to begin, I saw a young woman looking at some historical items on display so I approached her and acted as if I was a tour guide at the Library. I was upbeat and friendly and consequently she responded positively, and we had an enjoyable conversation. Playing make-believe in an imaginary situation. Conversation ended. I didn’t ask for a phone number, perhaps could have acquired it. I just wanted to talk to someone, and conversation in Spanish is an awesome plus, too.

Social commentary: 

At work my co-workers annoy me but I don’t say anything. Is that wrong? They think I’m a nice guy, but I’m not, I’m just holding my tongue. Is this a proper way to behave? I’m not sure. I have to work with these people, so if I’m honest and piss them off then I have to go back to work and face them. Perhaps I’ll be honest with them, but in the past that has ended badly, so now I’m gun shy about being honest. 

Secret of success:

People talk about how to get ahead, like what we NEED is a good education, money, or friends in high places, but I present something people don’t talk about but is very helpful to success: DELAYED GRATIFICATION. What is it? The ability and/or willingness to postpone immediate pleasure for a bigger prize in the future, sometimes a distant future. 

What are the benefits of delayed gratification? A better and more rewarding education that leads to a good career. A job that pays more. More money in the bank account. A rewarding retirement plan. A long marriage. A marriage that is happy and fulfilling and therefore a happy family with children who are confident. To make a long story short, delayed gratification leads to a higher standard of living. 

Years ago I read about a study that was done, a human experiment. In a room was placed a table, two chairs, and on the table a sweet, a candy bar I think. In one chair sat a child and in the other side of the table sat an adult who was a member of the experiment team. The adult told the child that he would leave the room and the child could eat the sweet but if the child waited the adult would bring back an even better sweet. The adult stayed out of the room for a bit and the child found themselves in a difficult situation, no? Some ate the sweet and others resisted temptation. They repeated the experiment with many children. And then the Experiment Team followed the lives of the children until adulthood. As you can guess, the ones who resisted temptation had better academic success and more success as adults. 

So this leads me to the question: can delayed gratification be taught or is it innate? Both, some people are born with this ability and some need to be taught and some unfortunately, will never master it. 

Today in our society we shouldn’t just teach traditional education but also teach delayed gratification: HOW to do it and WHY it’s important. 

Until the next report, my friends. I’ve got news brewing. 

Mr. Labbé Goes to Washington

Arlington

Hello! So I’m living in Arlington, Virginia just outside the capital of the USA. I love it here, and so far I love the job, which consists of training and orientation, so far. I’m meeting a bunch of people including my classmates and this makes me happy. I don’t normally talk to strangers so this is a new wonderful addition to my life. Within our group of 70+ people, there are people who have been hired because they speak Mandarin, Portuguese, Arabic, and Spanish. We’re working for the State Department so there’s lots to learn about how this organization functions and what they expect of us while working at an embassy. 

The Beat Generation

Also, I haven’t smoked tea leaves in over a month because the new job has random testing, which makes me happy because it’s not a healthy habit, not a really bad habit but not very healthy. Granted, it does make me happy and causes me to smile. Plus, it makes the state of ‘not being high’ not as fun compared to when you are not a habitual smoker. But, the lack of smoking has made working on my tedious projects, editing video and writing, more difficult, however studying Spanish and exercising regularly is still very easy to do. 

Miami Blues

I met up with an old friend of mine, Cullen from the Miami Days. He manages a beach club, The Cove, in Washington DC. It’s a swanky spot and is similar to a place he managed in Miami’s Wynwood district called 1-800 Lucky. He’s a cool dude who makes art himself, in fact, he designed The Cove. We met many years ago in Miami Beach. He was regular at a bar that I worked at called ‘The Sandbar Lounge’.

The Sandbar Lounge on St. Patrick’s Day.

That bar had sand on the floor and mini life guard towers inside. I even filmed a web series there called ‘The Island of Doctor Taco’. 

James Bond

I met a girl. I was taking a bus back to my apartment and we met at a bus stop. My bus arrived and I said good bye. One stop later I got off and walked back and asked for her number. She’s Honduran and she’s only been in the States for a few months. We’ve been playing phone tag, she’s reluctant to hang out. But we’ll see.

Conclusion

Life is looking up and I am not only happy but simply relieved. I’m not carrying around a weight of stress everywhere I go, due to not being able to pay for anything nor knowing when I was going to run out of money. For example, during my year in Colombia I was everyday surrounded by happy reality and possibilities: parties, beautiful women and good times and good people who want to have a good time and wanted me to join them in their good times. But I couldn’t because I was always so worried that I wouldn’t have any money in the immediate future. I was negative and frankly had a bad attitude and I saw everything around me through a negative filter, even if on a conscience level I knew that life was wonderful and was extending me an olive branch of joy. 

Cullen’s Art
The Cove