After I had come to Costa Rica, and purchased a home, in the full thrall of a limerant romance with the country, its people, its history, its biome, and the overall beauty of the place, I was struggling with some paperwork or other and a realtor told me the following morality story: remember the ruby slippers.
Costa Rica is like the Wizard of Oz. You will recall, I am sure, that Dorothy was told that she had to kill the Wicked Witch of the West in order for the Wizard of Oz to help her leave Oz to go back to Kansas. After many ordeals, Dorothy killed the Witch. In fact, she melted her with a bucket of water! Then back she went to the Wizard, expecting her recompense. But the Wizard looked at her with deeply puzzled look on his face, and said, “What about her broomstick? Why didn’t you bring her broomstick? Everyone knows you need to bring the broomstick to prove that she is really dead.”
So back Dorothy goes, through many hardships, and she collects the broomstick and returns to Oz. The Wizard takes the broomstick and puts out his hand. “What about the ruby slippers?”
‘“What ruby slippers?” says Dorothy.
“You must have forgotten that you needed to bring the ruby slippers too. We can’t make the spell to get you back to Kansas without those ruby slippers…”