It’s Not Goodbye, It’s See You Later!


It’s Saturday morning and I’m all packed up and ready to go! My first flight is from San Jose to Miami, and the second from Miami to Chicago! I’ll land in Chicago at 10:30 pm tonight, and I cannot wait!

It’s been an amazing two months… I’ve met some amazing people, lived with a wonderful family, made unforgettable memories, learned so many new things, and grown as a person. Although my time here has been wonderful, I’m so ready to go home.

I’m ready to not have to walk uphill both ways everywhere I go. I’m ready to be able to fully communicate what I’m feeling without struggle. I’m ready to be able to drive my own car, flush toilet paper down the toilet, eat all the food I’ve been desperately missing. I’m ready to have the typical “Wisconsin summer.” I’m ready to see my friends and family again.

But I will miss the loving family I have here. The beautiful view of the mountains every morning. The phrases, “Tranquila” and “Pura Vida.” I’ll miss the delicious food. I’ll miss the daily rainstorms. The laid back atmosphere. The beautiful travel destinations. The constant challenge of trying to communicate. I’ll miss the friends I’ve made. I’ll miss this amazingly beautiful country.


It’s not goodbye, Costa Rica… it’s see you later!

Pura Vida!


A Home in Costa Rica


Wow, this last week is already flying by! What a wonderful life I’m lucky enough to live! This last weekend has been mostly spent with my host family, and I wouldn’t want it any other way. (Friday the entire class went to a beach/pool resort, Saturday I went to San Jose with a few students in the morning, church at night and a movie night with the family, and today has been full of preparing for final projects).

Yesterday during mass, I did a little deep thinking, I apologize in advance. (DISCLAIMER: If you do not want to read a sappy, mushy post, please stop reading now.) I know, I know, I should’ve been paying better attention, but to my defense, I’m not Catholic, nor am I a native Spanish speaker, so that makes it very difficult to stay focused. Anyway, I was thinking back to my very first day with my family, in that very same church, even in the very same pew.

Even though that was only less that eight weeks ago, I feel like I’ve learned and grown so much in that short amount of time. That first day I was literally mortified. I could barely communicate, I was thrown into the lives of some complete strangers, and there was just a lot of confusion going on. Since this “scary” and “intimidating” day in my life, I’ve come a long way…

  • My Spanish has improved exponentially, although I still am not even close to fluent.
  • I’ve made amazing friendships – that I hope will continue when I return home.
  • I’ve discovered that I’m a huge fan of Costa Rican food, and really don’t mind eating a meal containing rice and beans twice a day at all.
  • I have learned to not take communication for granted. Although my Spanish is much better than it was at the beginning, it is still a blessing to be able to express yourself fully (something I still can’t do in Spanish). Communicate how you feel, just because you can.
  • I have learned that saying “America” doesn’t signify “The United States.” THERE ARE TONS OF COUNTRIES IN THE AMERICAS… NOT JUST THE U.S.
  • My confidence and independence has skyrocketed.
  • I have learned to really appreciate how affectionate and open other cultures are with the people that they love. Basically all moms here call their children/anyone they appreciate, “mi amor” or “my love,” and I really like that. Love is always implied, and hugging is encouraged.
  • I have become better (although not perfect) at going with the flow and relaxing a bit… “Tranquila,” as my host dad would say.
  • I’ve also found out, and so has everyone who takes Costa Rican public transportation, that I am extremely gifted at sleeping on busses… like really good.
  • I learned that Study Abroad is not a vacation. Yes, I traveled through paradise, and lived in a gorgeous city… but it wasn’t sunshine and rainbows all the time. And I think that was a good lesson for me.
  • Finally, I learned that I’ll always have a home in Costa Rica.

After church on Saturday night, my dad was telling me that he wants me to come back some day. He said to bring my family, and that the doors to his home are always open. I’m truly lucky to be able to have spent a part of my life in this wonderful place with these wonderful people, and I really hope that one day I’m able to return, and hopefully bring some friends or family along.


If there’s anywhere I’d like to leave “part of my heart,” it’s here. (I told you this post would be sentimental… sorry about it!) There’s just about five full days left here, and I’ve got mixed emotions about leaving… this week will be full of final projects, fiestas, and taking advantage of our last few days here. Until next time…

¡Pura Vida!

Cafe Makes The World Go Round


So this is just a short cultural post that I’ve been meaning to write about for a while… It’s been a busy day, and pretty soon I’m off to play soccer (terribly) in town and then hang out with friends for a while. So the topic for this post is coffee, and it’s extreme importance in Costa Rican culture.

So first off, Costa Rica, along with all other Central American countries claims to have the “best coffee in the world.” Yes, coffee is important in the states too – don’t get me wrong. But Ticans literally carve out a part of their day, SPECIFICALLY for the consumption of coffee.

Every day at around 3:30 in the afternoon, my entire family stops what they are doing to come to my host parents’ house to have a cup of coffee, eat some (delicious) bread, and spend time with family. Everything is so much more laid-back here than in the states, and this is one cultural aspect that I could definitely get behind.

All too often in the states, we are running around from errand to errand, and before we know it it’s night time already. I love this mid-day pause to stop, relax, and rejuvenate. (And now that I’m a newly proclaimed coffee drinker, the afternoon caffeine pick me up is definitely a perk!)


(This picture is from after our coffee plantation tour a few weeks ago.) I’m not sure if my recent liking to coffee is a real thing, or if it’s just because I’m in Costa Rica… it most definitely could be the fact that my host parents are constantly asking me, “¿Quiere un cafecito?” (Would you like a little coffee??), but we’ll see if this habit continues back in the states… That’s all for now!

¡Pura Vida!

Rapid Re-cap


Wow, it’s been a while. After a long couple weeks – one 20th birthday, two exams, two presentations, one allergic reaction and trip to the doctor, two weekend getaways, two cultural immersion trips – I finally am finding time to write a new post! Although it may not be the most detailed post I’ve ever written, it gets the job done!

Like I promised in my last post… my birthday celebration! My awesome host family threw me the sweetest little birthday party the night before my birthday (because I had to leave for the weekend). They made hamburgers (not a common meal at my house), bought a cake, and the festivities began! When singing the happy birthday song to me, they first started off in Spanish and then had all of the kids (who are learning English in school) sing to me in English. It was adorable. Also, a few days before my birthday, my host dad commented on the bracelets I was wearing and asked me if I like to wear bracelets (in Spanish, of course.) I said yes, and thought nothing of it. Well, on the night of my birthday party my host dad pulled me aside and gave me a bracelet that says “Costa Rica – Pura Vida.” What a sweet guy. Here are a few pictures from the festivities!




Next order of business – our weekend trip to Arenal! This trip was super fun, and much more adventurous than the past few weekends! We arrived Friday evening (my birthday), settled into our hostel (super nice) and went out to dinner. The next morning we found a somewhat sketchy service to take us to Rio Celeste which was a little more than an hour drive away from Arenal. Let me tell you, getting there was a little rough, but definitely worth it! We arrived at the park, rented our rubber boots (which gave me a pretty bad allergic reaction later, so that’s fun), and were off to see the beautiful views! Here are some photos from this day!






After a long day of hiking through tons and tons of mud, we headed back to La Fortuna (where we were staying), had dinner, and explored the town a bit. The next day we were off to hike the volcano, see some waterfalls, and visit the natural hot springs!





This past week for our “cultural immersion” trip on Wednesday, we went to Cartago, the “religious capital” of Costa Rica. We got to see the Basillica, where people from all over Costa Rica make a pilgrimage to every August 2nd. My host mom said when they walked there last summer, it took them around eight hours! EIGHT HOURS OF WALKING! After we say the church, we stopped at a beautiful overlook park and took in the breathtaking views!




Now on to this weekend’s trip… Manuel Antonio! We spent the weekend relaxing on the beaches, seeing the wildlife (seeing them snatch up our lunch from the beach), and just hanging out! Our hostel had a pool which was super nice, because it was quite warm this weekend in Manuel Antonio! Overall, it was a relaxed weekend, with nothing to exciting to report back (besides the excessive amount of sun we got)! It was a good time in an absolutely beautiful place!





Phew! That was a lot to write about! It’s Sunday night right now, I just skyped my mom for about an hour and half (much needed), and now I’m getting ready to start the new week! I only have 13 days left here, which is just crazy! Less than two weeks! I’ll be sad to leave Costa Rica for sure, but I’m definitely getting excited to be back at home and to be with family, but I’ve got to remember to live it up for these last two weeks, and enjoy it as much as I can! Well, that’s all for today, hopefully I can squeeze in a few more posts before I’m heading back home! Talk to you later!

Pura Vida!

Green is a Hard Color…


Here’s a quick post before I’m off for my birthday weekend to Arenal (woo hoo!)… Ok, so, for those of you who don’t know, I’ve been volunteering at one of the local elementary schools in the four year old classroom for the past three weeks. This was a very interesting experience for me, but mostly because the kids were so young. I’m used to working with kids who are ten or older.

Because of this, and the fact that these kids have never learned English before, this made things a little tricky… During my three weeks here (two times a week), we worked on the colors, the numbers 1-10 (which is a big deal), body parts, and basic phrases like, “Hello,” “Goodbye,” “Thank You,” etc.

I really enjoyed this experience. It was very interesting to me to notice the differences between the school I was at, and those in the U.S. One noticeable difference is that everything is much more laid back and up in the air here. Whether this is a good “laid back,” I’m not quite sure yet. Another thing is is that all schools pretty much require the kids to wear uniforms. Some other small details that I’ve noticed are, the kids call their teachers by their first name, there are lots of religious aspects of school, the food is WAY better, and things are a lot more chaotic. Hahaha.

Today was my last day volunteering at this school because the kids are going on a break. At the beginning of the day, the teacher has the class gather in a circle and say a prayer, when they were going through the things/people they were thankful for, they said my name… ADORABLE. We had a normal day of class, we reviewed the numbers 1-10, they remembered ALL of the colors (except green… for some reason, green is a hard color), and then we sang “Head, Shoulders, Knees and Toes” together. After we went through our usual material, it was time for me to say goodbye. The teacher had each student come up to me in the front of the class and say kind words to me. Biggest confidence boost ever, and it was just coming from four year olds! Some of them got really nervous and couldn’t think of what to say, so they just gave me a hug!

I will for sure miss these adorable kids, and as ridiculous as it sounds, they made me really proud! Even though they may have only learned a few basic things in English, they learned something! And for that, I am pleased. Below is a photo of the adorable classroom I’ve been volunteering in!


That’s all for now! Tomorrow we’re off to Arenal right after class, so that should be exciting! My family also just threw me an adorable little early birthday party tonight, but I’ll talk about that in my next post… see you soon!

¡Pura Vida!

A Thankful Heart

¡Hola! Like usual, it’s been a while since I last posted something… sorry! I’ve been busy living life in Costa Rica – can’t argue with that! To start off, I’d like to talk about why I chose this title. One of my favorite quotes is, “Start each day with a thankful heart.” For the past couple of days, I’ve been a bit homesick – missing the “Classic Wisconsin Summer” with boating, and bonfires, and fireworks… the whole shebang. This time of the year is an especially sentimental time for me, with my brother’s birthday tomorrow, my birthday (and my adorable godson’s birthday) on Friday, and the 4th of July on Saturday. All throughout the life, this week in particular has held a lot of great memories for me, which is why I think it’s a particularly difficult one to miss.

Anyways, I’ve been a little homesick, like many other students in my program. We’ve been here for 4 weeks now, we have a whole month left, and we miss our summers… who could blame us?! But today at dinner, I talked with my host parents for about an hour in a half (this is a VERY long time to hold a constant conversation in a foreign language, might I add) about their very first daughter they ever hosted. It was 20 years ago, and she lived with them for an entire year while teaching English in the local school. They brought out the photo album and everything. It was adorable.

While my parents gushed over how wonderful she was, and told me stories, I realized how incredibly lucky I am. I’m so lucky to have the privilege to live with such a loving family. I’m so lucky to have the opportunity to travel and explore this amazing country. I’m so lucky to have met so many wonderful friends. And I’m so incredibly lucky to have such a wonderful family waiting for me at home that can make me miss Wisconsin, of all places, while I’m living in paradise. Today I was reminded of how incredibly thankful I am for this experience.

Ok, enough of this mushy gushy stuff. Here’s a little re-cap of my past week (ish). Last week Wednesday, I went to the park with my host dad and some of the host nieces, and played soccer! My host dad and I were on a team (mind you, he’s a grandpa) and we just killed it… that man is the definition of young at heart. Afterwards, I went to celebrate my friend’s 21st birthday at her host family’s house! There was cake, snacks, drinks, games, and lots of good company!

Thursday night, the majority of our group (17 of us) went to the local karaoke bar! Let’s just say, I don’t think the locals necessarily appreciated our singing skills – but we had lots of fun! Amongst others, there was “Hips Don’t Lie,” “Bohemian Rhapsody,” and “Ice, Ice, Baby.” Hahahaha. It was a fun night!

Friday morning, we left for our group weekend trip to Punta Leona! We got in our private bus and headed for the beach! The resort we stayed at was just gorgeous, and a nice change from our $10 sketchy hostels. Included in the resort were two private beaches, restaurants, multiple pools, a karaoke bar (yes, more karaoke), a butterfly garden, beautiful condos and much more!



The weekend was filled with relaxation, beach hopping, sunset watching, more karaoke (I busted out an ABBA song), wave riding, sun bathing fun with some amazing people! Although it was definitely more on the tourist-ey side, it was nice to be able to really relax, and not have to worry about food, transportation and all that jazz. Here are some photos from our awesome time in Punta Leona!



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After a long, but tiring weekend, I went home to take a giant nap. But before that I saw this walking down the street…


Some days I think, “You know, Costa Rica isn’t that different than the States…” But then I see this along with hundreds of people walking down the street for a funeral procession. Noticing the cultural differences, but also similarities has been a really cool aspect of studying abroad for me. It’s interesting to see how different something can be from what you’re used to, but yet, it’s still completely “normal” to others.

This week I’ve got class like usual, a day trip to San Jose on Wednesday to visit the national museum, and then my birthday on Friday! We’re talking about traveling to Arenal this weekend, which is a volcano with lots of hot springs, hiking through the rainforest, and waterfalls – which should be a good break from my three weekends in a row of beaching it (not that I mind). Until next time, amigos!

¡Pura Vida!

Don’t Go Chasing Waterfalls… Or Do.


It’s time for an (extremely late) re-cap of last weekend! Yes, I realize it’s almost an entire week late, but just go with it. This week at school was a bit busy… with a quiz, two presentations, and lots of activities! First, I’ll start off with what I have been calling, “The Weirdest Field Trip Ever.” Haha. Last Thursday night our program director and professors took us to a club in San Jose… yes, a club. With a private coach bus and everything!

It was super fun! Lots of dancing with Ticans (because, let’s be real… Gringos are terrible dancers) and lots of fun! After hours and hours of dancing, we headed back home. By the time I got home and got to bed it was 2 in the morning… then a quick 1.5 hours later, it was time for me to wake up and start traveling for the weekend!

Our journey was a long one! We took the San Josecito bus to San Jose at 4:40 am, then took a taxi from the bus stop to the bus station, where we then boarded a bus at 6:30. After this 2 (ish) hour bus ride, we got on a ferry for a couple hours. After the ferry, we had TWO MORE BUSSES to take. Needless to say, it was a long trip – but well worth the time!


We went to a town called Montezuma on the Pacific Coast of Costa Rica, and it was great. It’s a smaller, less-touristey town and it’s a very laid-back hippie town with beautiful waterfalls and beaches! It’s nick name is “Montefuma” (because fumar means “to smoke”)… get it?! haha. Anyway, it was a beautiful trip! As a summary of what we did, there was lots of beach lounging, waterfall climbing/jumping, exploring, and just having a great time! Here are some photos of our adventures!












Overall, it was a great, relaxing weekend with just a few bumps along the road (AKA multiple cockroaches in my bed), but it’s all good… tranquila! Haha. The rest of this week was pretty standard… I volunteered in the elementary school twice which was really fun! I’m in the 4 and 5 year old classroom and I’ve been teaching them colors and how to count! They’re adorable!

Also, on Wednesday, we had a “cultural immersion day.” Instead of having classes, we went to one of the other students house and learned to make traditional Tican foods with our professors and a handful of host moms! It was super fun, and afterwards we got to eat our giant feast and then we played traditional Tican party games! It was a great day!


(Some of the food featured in this photo, although I can’t remember the majority of it, is fried platanos, fried yuca patties, gallo pinto, freshly made fruit juice, tortilla soup, fried egg with green beans, sausage, fruit salad with jello, and more… but I can’t remember everything.) IT WAS SO DELICIOUS!


This weekend, I’m staying home Friday night to just hang out with some of the other students, and then I’m going to Jaco Beach on Saturday, and Sunday is “Dia de los padres” (Father’s Day), and I’m hoping to go on another awesome walk with my host dad! Hasta luego!

Pura Vida!



I realize I haven’t posted my ‘re-cap” of the weekend yet, but be patient… it is coming soon! For now, I’d just like to write a quick post about cultural differences, and this one is about the concept of “tranquila.” Here’s a bit of a background… for those of you who aren’t aware, US Culture is extremely fast-paced and a bit stressful – but no worries! Not everywhere is like that!

I think I hear the word, “tranquila” about 20 times a day, AT LEAST! What does this mean?! It’s basically a more polite way to say “calm down,” or “no worries.” Of course, being the stressed out gringa that I am, I receive this comment more than the average person. This is something that I really appreciate about this culture though… they don’t get hung up on the little things, and instead relax and enjoy the world around them.

I got a good dose of “tranquila” this weekend in Montezuma – a hippie beach town on the Pacific side of Costa Rica. The weekend was filled with beach hopping, swimming in waterfalls, relaxed meals in quaint little restaurants and hammocks… lots of hammocks. Here’s a preview from this weekend!


I’m hoping to have my full weekend re-cap up in the next few days… so stay tuned for that! I start teaching English in one of the local elementary schools tomorrow (which I am extremely nervous about). I’m a bit nervous because the plans for what I’m doing are extremely vague – I know I am teaching basic English, but I have no idea how old the kids will be, or what prior knowledge they have of English, so this first day could be an adventure! I’m just trying to remember “tranquila,” and that everything will be fine!

¡Pura Vida!

When It Rains, It Pours


So, before I start telling you about my ridiculously crazy/amazing weekend, I’ll just fill you in on the tail end of last week. So the end of last week was pretty uneventful… I had school, and finished weekend planning (very hectic). I also got to experience a really cool cultural aspect on Thursday night. My family took me to a relatives house to see how they mourn for a family member’s death. Each month, on the day of the person’s death for an entire year, the family gets together and goes to church, has family come over to pray and then they all eat a huge meal together. It’s really interesting to see just how different the culture is here – everything is so family oriented, which I think is really cool! On Friday night, a big group of us went to the “Baile” in San Josecito. It was super fun to see everyone dancing, dance a little bit, and just have some fun!

So here come the weekend plans… on Saturday morning, I had to wake up at 3:45 in the morning to get ready to leave. My (adorable) host dad woke up with me and gave me breakfast, and then I was off with the rest of the group to start our adventure! We got on the bus in San Jocesito (our neighborhood) at 5 am and went to San Jose (the capital). Once we got to San Jose, we had to take a taxi to the bus station.

Once our bus had arrived for Monteverde, we boarded. It was a coach bus, which was super nice, but they jammed the bus so full that there were people standing in the aisles (FOR 3.5 HOURS) which was super not nice. The ride to Monteverde was extremely hot, winding through the gravel roads up the mountains, and there were people all around me throwing up from motion sickness. Needless to say, I was ready to finally arrive in Monteverde. (Here are some views from the bus ride!)



When we finally got to Monteverde, we went to our hostel and checked in. It was a super cool place! The main part of the hostel was one building and then to get to our actual room, we had to cross a hanging bridge across straight up jungle (which was really cool). We had a bunk room for all of us which was really fun too! Big sleepover!!!



After we checked in, we asked the man who worked at hostel where the “ladder tree” is located. We had been told about this tree by our program director, but she told us that in order to find the tree, you have to ask a local where it is. He gave us directions to this tree, and also another one with huge roots that you can climb on! They were both awesome, but the ladder tree was amazing! You literally had to climb inside this tree and climb up all the windy, twisted branches and trunks to get up to the top. I was the first one to go, and at one point (I was pretty high up) I couldn’t move any further, because the tree got so narrow! Here are some photos from these adventures!







(My view from up inside the ladder tree!)


After the two “tree adventures,” we were off to see a waterfall… or so we thought… 😉 We took a taxi for almost 30 minutes, walked through the jungle in down pouring monsoon rain (literally, the most rain I’ve EVER encountered in my whole entire life… when it rains, it pours!) only to find out that the waterfall is closed (for some reason…?) We were a bit disappointed… but were able to laugh our way through the whole thing, which is definitely necessary for travel like this! Here’s a sad photo of us after not seeing the waterfall!


At least on the way back to the hostel, we got to stop at some beautiful overlooks along the way…. and we could even see the waterfall from wayyyyy way far away!


Once we got to the hostel, half of the group went to the store to get ingredients to make spaghetti (or so we thought) at the hostel. We were playing jenga, laughing, making our meal and having a grand ole time, when we realized that the “pasta sauce” that we had bought was actually just straight-up canned tomatoes. Gross. We died laughing for a while, and then tried to salvage our meal… but it was no luck. The noodles were overcooked and were completely all stuck together, and the tomato “sauce” was nauseating. We all took our first bite of the meal and decided that it was the worst food we have ever eaten. It was the most hilarious thing ever. We were laughing so hard we were crying.

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After our terrible meal, we went in to town to get some real food. Hahaha. The next morning… zip lining!!! It was so incredible! I can’t even begin to describe how beautiful it was! There were 12 different zip lines that we got to do, and the end one was somewhere between 1/2 mile and 1 mile and SUPER high up. It was absolutely breathtaking! Here are some photos!




After our amazing 3 hours zip lining, we hiked on all of the hanging bridges! The views were amazing, but the bridges, were a bit shaky! It was a great way to end our awesome weekend!


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It was an absolutely great weekend – with only a few bumps along the way – and I can’t wait to see what kind of adventures this next (3-day) weekend will bring! Talk to you all soon, I’m off to study for my exam tomorrow!

¡Pura Vida!

Uphill Both Ways


It’s been a couple days… In the past 48 hours I’ve been getting into the swing of things a bit. On Monday we had our “first day” of classes. In reality, we didn’t have class at all, but we met there to start our day. Our parents walked us to school (adorable) in the ridiculously hot and humid weather on a route that’s up hill both ways (not kidding… that expression has never made more sense to me.)



Once we had all arrived to the school, we divided up into groups and the directors took us on a tour through San Isidro. We went to the bank to exchange our money (which was surprisingly nerve-wracking… I was the first one of the entire group to go and it was a bit intimidating), saw the main church in the center of town, got some advice on good restaurants to check out, and got some delicious smoothies from a great place called Cosechas!




After we got our tour of San Isidro, we were off to Heredia (a much bigger city nearby where we live). We all rode the bus for the first time with the help of our program directors, toured around Heredia a bit, went to a supermarket where we tried some really interesting fruit that for the life of me I can’t remember the name, and then met up with the rest of the group to have lunch in “El Parque Central.” We shared some embarrassing stories and good laughs with the rest of the group. After lunch we headed back to the bus stop and were back to San Isidro! (I don’t have many photos from Heredia because there is much more crime there than in San Isidro so I didn’t take out my camera very much).



After school, I went for a walk around our neighborhood with the two other girls who live on the same property as me, (again, uphill both ways), and then played outside with all the kids for a while. While we were playing outside, one of the kids hit a tennis ball up into one of the trees in the backyard by accident, coincidentally, the tree where all of the chickens live in (it’s news to me that chickens like to sit in trees…?), and they all freaked out and flew all over the place. It was quite comical.




Today we had our first day of actual classes. We walked to school at around 7:30, (everyone wakes up SUPER early here… it’s much lighter out in the mornings because they don’t do Daylight savings here – it’s really throwin’ me off), and then I just relaxed on the back patio for the first two hours because I didn’t have class until 10:00. It was wonderful.


My classes went pretty well. The first, Latin American Civilization is definitely going to be a tough one, but I think I’ll make it… and my Conversation class is much more laid-back and relaxed. After lunch and classes with the group, some of us went into San Isidro after school to buy a few things, get some food, and complete our first assignment for our Latin American Civilization Class. We were required to (in groups of three) interview three different, random people about what it means to them to be Latin American. One person had to be 40 or older, the next high school age, and the last had to be working at some sort of restaurant/business in town. Needless to say, this assignment was a bit intimidating and awkward, but we made it through! On our way back home after this adventure, we saw a donkey in the street…. only in Costa Rica…


Once I returned home, I did homework for a bit, played with some of the kids, ate dinner, and played a card game with my dad. I have three more days of class ahead of me and then the weekend!!! Yayyyy! I’m still not sure where I’m going this weekend, but I’m sure it will be beautiful! I haven’t been feeling the best lately, so hopefully I can shake this – whatever it is, before my fun weekend ahead of me! Talk to you all later… I’m off to bed, It’s almost 9:00! Haha!

¡Pura Vida!