A store visited by almost everybody including some in hiding from the high society (to udestand read ***) is Pequeno Mundo. In Escazu they have 2 locations, one next to Mas x Menos, and the other one on the highway to Santa Ana, between Multiplaza / Intercontinental and the exit to Guachipelin.This chain store also exists in Curridabat, Desamparados, Parque de la Paz, San Pedro, Moravia and in Alajuela. This store is a delight, because the prices are very reasonable, they have a home line (plates, cups, glasses, candles, mirrors and much more) as well as certain types of furniture, curtains, bamboo curtains, kitchen ware, bathroom, carpets, camping, clothes for all ages, a good selection of baby and kids clothes, etc…Of course, all is displayed in boxes, pretty upside down, but the price justifies the efforts.
I recommend it, as a place convenient and quite cheap. A lot of items are of low quality, but an equal amount is of very good quality. I
attach an excerpt of La Nacion from the column of Edgar Espinoza, Al Grano (to the point), an article dedicated to this store and Escazu in general. Don Edgar is also a reader of Escazu News.
*** hhtp://www.nacion.com/ln_ee/2007/abril/14/opinion1053219.html por Édgar Espinoza firstname.lastname@example.org
How small can the world be! I go to Pequeno Mundo, and I always find all kind of things. Not so long ago, I was going to Guanacaste to a stargazing night, and I didn’t have the right outfit. I bought myself a brown corduroy pant for less money than it cost me to have it hemmed. But that took care of the emergency! Of course, at the third wash, the zipper looked like a rottweiler denture and the loose threads around it were a definite sign of more serious problems to come. I don’t know…there is something in that kind of stores that alters psychology. One very well knows that it doesn’t need all those cheapies, that the house is already full of them to the rim, but nevertheless, invents whatever excuse to get some more. How screwy!
In this store for example, I found a folding bench for picnics, the stadium or the beach; and a set of screwdrivers that I was attracted to for its storage box more so than the actual tools; and an inflatable duck for my kid to float around in the pool…and all at an incredible price, thank’s to the Made in China….
Nevertheless, the most surprising thing I found in Pequeno Mundo of Escazu was nothing trivial, but more so curious: I’m not the only one walking those grounds. I just discovered that the wealthiest ladies of our Ardent and Glamorous Republic are, by far, the best buyers of trifle items, but of course, in their way….To go unnoticed, some of them wear sport outfits, big Chanel sunglasses and caps to the nose, and the other ones who are not playing incognito, drown themselves in justifications. And they shouldn’t, because their massive 4 wheelers are betraying them on the parking lot.
The first ones are walking the aisle secretly camouflaged among the cataclysm of boxes and shelves, carts filled to the top of merchandise somehow hidden. Frequently, they lift their glasses to check a label and look around to make sure nobody is seeing them. On the other hand, the other ones claim they are buying items for a donation to poor children, but what you see in the carts are a bunch of wine glasses. What would the guests say if they knew they were drinking a Chateauneuf du Pape in a 600 colones glass and not a Riedel? Or they say they are looking for new shirts for the guards and what you see are pink bras and embroidered underwears, Is that they changed the guards? (please take note Mr Berrocal)
It is, indeed, a store under tremendous sociological scrutiny that has lost its own name since the general public call it Pequeno Mundo, and the jet set calls it Little World….Wow…How little is the world!