Lord, I am just so in awe of you. These moments of slow and calm have given me the time to ponder and remember. To your name be the glory. What an incredible thing I got to experience over these last few months - on soooo many levels. And now I get to return to an extraordinary family too! And for Christmas and the celebration of the birth of your son! Awww... Like I have said so many times before; you are so good.
Lord, as I was praying at take-off, bless Costa Rica. May your gospel catch fire and your Holy Spirit be at work in hearts there. Also, Lord, move in the hearts and lives of leaders in the country.
Bless Monse and Fede and the family. Give them rest and refreshment during the next month before Morgan (the next student) comes. And give them wisdom and peace about your future plans for them. Give them clarity and speak clearly about where they are supposed to be. Also, Father, refresh Fede and Monse. This is a big ministry they are carrying and I pray that they would feel your refreshing rain as they pause just slightly during these holidays. Be with Monse, Lord, and comfort her - give her inner calm despite a busy schedule and chaos with the kids. Be working in both her heart and Fede's. Continually teach them how to sacrifice to one another, support each other, and serve you through their marriage.
Also, Lord, as the kids grow up may they come to know you personally. I ask that they would sense you in their lives and see how wonderfully important, loving, gracious, and personal you are. I pray that they would learn to crave you, to take you at your word, and to fall at your feet in worship. Open Ignacio's heart and soften him to the gospel.
Father I also pray that the kiddos would mature in a way that they would stop fighting and annoying each other. I pray that they would develop into good friends. Despite the age gap may they know, sense, and be able to express their love for one another. Bring this transition quickly for the sake of Monse and that they may pass more of their lives developing a positive relationship. Lord, reign in their hearts this day and forever more.
I pray for the congregation of Olivo Verde. Thank you for bringing me into that community and drawing me closer to yourself by placing me with them. What a joy, honor, and eye opening experience to serve and worship in a Spanish church! I loved, week after week, how brightly I sensed your spirit and love. You are moving among those people and your truth and gospel is being spoken. To your name be the glory! Continue, please, to use its members to reach the community and bring peace and clear perspective to those who are truly seeking you.
And now Lord, in association with Costa Rica I pray about my future. Lord I give you my years, my heart, my education, and my time. As I rest in you and trust you, please give me a clear vision for June and the months to follow. I know you are sovereign and your path is the best path so I ask that you give me wisdom, peace, desire, and clarity about how you want to use me and where you want me to be. Costa Rica. San Luis Obispo. Africa. Chico/Magalia. Father the choice is yours and so is my heart. I trust you completely and without fear! You have so abundantly blessed me in this life. And I take you at your word. Father I also pray that you would give me assurance that physical therapy school is what you want for me (and which school you want me to attend). Help me with applications, finances, focus...
My flight is delayed, my baggage cost way way too much to check...but I am peaceful and at rest.
God has blessed me so abundantly in these last four months and the last few hours have allowed me to reflect on that.
This morning Monse cooked me two fried eggs, per usual, and Amanda ran to the corner panaderia for some bread. We all ate together just like it was any other morning. That felt really good!
But after breakfast, the tears started. Monse, being sick, was not coming to the airport and so said her goodbye early. She told me she loved me and hugged and kissed me like a Mama kisses her children. I was then told how much she has enjoyed having me and that she would miss me. To which I replied the same. I told Monse that the family was the hardest thing to leave and she smiled and told me I would always have a place in their family and home. She told me it really has been special to have a Christian as it is so different from when they hosted their other four students. Our hearts are connected. Monse also thanked me with deep appreciation for praying for the family. She said she had sensd my care and prayers. =) And how sweet, because I really had and have vowed to pray for the family and church.
Next, it was Fede's turn. Hah! He gathered the family around and prayed for me. Fede thanked God for my coming and the blessing I have been. Then he prayed for my safety and my future. I was a heaving mess as Monse and Fede spoke on either side of me and Amanda stroked my hair from behind. Even Ignacio grabbed my hand when he began to understand the weight of the situation. I was just overcome by the amazing grace of God. These four months, this family, the care and love they feel towards me, my future... As we all blubbered and huddled together I opened my eyes to smile at Ignacio and the next thing I knew he had let out a huge belch and then a "Perdon"! Hahaha! We all lost it! God's timing of comic relief was perfect. The laughter and joy reminded me that the tears signify a deep love and joy tht is only represented by sadness upon seperation. The gifts of God are endless.
On the ride to the airport Fede and I talked about my time in Costa Rica, my future, and God's plans for his family. He was so real and it was cute, like he was trying to tell me all the things he's been longing to tell me or wanted me to know before I flew away. He told me he's not really sure what the future holds for them as a family, but him and Monse both have the sense that their time at Olivo Verde may be coming to an end. Fede talked of his feeling like God may be calling them to bilingual ministry in the States! Wow! He asked that I pray, and I promised I would. =) As well, Fede mentioned what a blessing my presence had been in their home. Somehow my attitude and outlook had helped the family greatly over the previous 3 months.
When we reached the airport, Fede helped me to the curb with all my bags and then took me in for a big hug. He held me so solidly and spoke into my ear, "I love you" and "It's never been this hard to say bye to a student." He pulled away, kissed my forehead, nose and cheek and then gave me one more squeeze. I love that man! Our hearts truly are forever-bonded.
Praise God from whom all blessings flow.
God has blessed me so abundantly in these last four months and the last few hours have allowed me to reflect on that.
This morning Monse cooked me two fried eggs, per usual, and Amanda ran to the corner panaderia for some bread. We all ate together just like it was any other morning. That felt really good!
But after breakfast, the tears started. Monse, being sick, was not coming to the airport and so said her goodbye early. She told me she loved me and hugged and kissed me like a Mama kisses her children. I was then told how much she has enjoyed having me and that she would miss me. To which I replied the same. I told Monse that the family was the hardest thing to leave and she smiled and told me I would always have a place in their family and home. She told me it really has been special to have a Christian as it is so different from when they hosted their other four students. Our hearts are connected. Monse also thanked me with deep appreciation for praying for the family. She said she had sensd my care and prayers. =) And how sweet, because I really had and have vowed to pray for the family and church.
Next, it was Fede's turn. Hah! He gathered the family around and prayed for me. Fede thanked God for my coming and the blessing I have been. Then he prayed for my safety and my future. I was a heaving mess as Monse and Fede spoke on either side of me and Amanda stroked my hair from behind. Even Ignacio grabbed my hand when he began to understand the weight of the situation. I was just overcome by the amazing grace of God. These four months, this family, the care and love they feel towards me, my future... As we all blubbered and huddled together I opened my eyes to smile at Ignacio and the next thing I knew he had let out a huge belch and then a "Perdon"! Hahaha! We all lost it! God's timing of comic relief was perfect. The laughter and joy reminded me that the tears signify a deep love and joy tht is only represented by sadness upon seperation. The gifts of God are endless.
On the ride to the airport Fede and I talked about my time in Costa Rica, my future, and God's plans for his family. He was so real and it was cute, like he was trying to tell me all the things he's been longing to tell me or wanted me to know before I flew away. He told me he's not really sure what the future holds for them as a family, but him and Monse both have the sense that their time at Olivo Verde may be coming to an end. Fede talked of his feeling like God may be calling them to bilingual ministry in the States! Wow! He asked that I pray, and I promised I would. =) As well, Fede mentioned what a blessing my presence had been in their home. Somehow my attitude and outlook had helped the family greatly over the previous 3 months.
When we reached the airport, Fede helped me to the curb with all my bags and then took me in for a big hug. He held me so solidly and spoke into my ear, "I love you" and "It's never been this hard to say bye to a student." He pulled away, kissed my forehead, nose and cheek and then gave me one more squeeze. I love that man! Our hearts truly are forever-bonded.
Praise God from whom all blessings flow.
Tonight turned into a very somber night for us group of thirteen.
We started out the evening at Pops (as we should) and treated ourselves to our final triple scoop cones! We then took our cones to the park and hung out. We talked, hugged, laughed, and were just us.
After the park we walked around town, ate some yummy BBQ wings, and then headed up to the top of the hill by campus for a view of the town and final snuggles. We reached the stadium and found a patch in the grass. Without wasting time we laid down and made a snuggling and spooning mess. Haha! We star gazed, talked, and just chilled.
Once we were all cold and tired we stood up and resisted the goodbyes. We went for a group hug instead. Haha! Typical us...
No, but honestly, once we reached the bottom of the hill we knew it was time. We have all become so close over these four months. The goodbyes were tough, but they also reminded me of what an amazing thing I got to take part in by being here with these people. Not only has Costa Rica been outstanding, but this group of individuals is incredible and our group dynamic has created something extraordinary. We are all comfortable and free to be exactly who we are and in that know we are loved and supported. It's really the way families are supposed to work. =)
We started out the evening at Pops (as we should) and treated ourselves to our final triple scoop cones! We then took our cones to the park and hung out. We talked, hugged, laughed, and were just us.
After the park we walked around town, ate some yummy BBQ wings, and then headed up to the top of the hill by campus for a view of the town and final snuggles. We reached the stadium and found a patch in the grass. Without wasting time we laid down and made a snuggling and spooning mess. Haha! We star gazed, talked, and just chilled.
Once we were all cold and tired we stood up and resisted the goodbyes. We went for a group hug instead. Haha! Typical us...
No, but honestly, once we reached the bottom of the hill we knew it was time. We have all become so close over these four months. The goodbyes were tough, but they also reminded me of what an amazing thing I got to take part in by being here with these people. Not only has Costa Rica been outstanding, but this group of individuals is incredible and our group dynamic has created something extraordinary. We are all comfortable and free to be exactly who we are and in that know we are loved and supported. It's really the way families are supposed to work. =)
This was what we thought was going to be our last full night together.
So, we gathered on campus in one of the classrooms, ordered pizzas, had a piñata (oh yeah, we go all out!), and hung out. As part of the night's events we had two videos (one with pictures and music and the other a compilation of videos from the past four months) and exchanged affirmation cards. It was really sweet time to savor what we've had and what we've done during our time here in Costa Rica.
After this part of the evening, we went to open mic night and then to what we like to call "the Juke Box Bar". At this bar they have American classic songs and we always enjoy belting them out and acting like fools. ;)
So, we gathered on campus in one of the classrooms, ordered pizzas, had a piñata (oh yeah, we go all out!), and hung out. As part of the night's events we had two videos (one with pictures and music and the other a compilation of videos from the past four months) and exchanged affirmation cards. It was really sweet time to savor what we've had and what we've done during our time here in Costa Rica.
After this part of the evening, we went to open mic night and then to what we like to call "the Juke Box Bar". At this bar they have American classic songs and we always enjoy belting them out and acting like fools. ;)
On Saturday Fede, the kiddos, and I went to Sarchi in the morning. I wanted to buy a few gifts and it was a good excuse to get the kids out of the house. Even though we were only there for about 2 hours it was a lot of fun...besides, these last days are precious. =)
Fede insisted I get a picture in the ox-cart, but I couldn't stay serious very long! Haha!
Fede insisted I get a picture in the ox-cart, but I couldn't stay serious very long! Haha!
Tonight at 7:45pm I was called to the door and serenaded with a Christmas carol!
My friends Ellie, Krysten, and Andrew were starting a night of caroling...Weeeee! Amanda and I grabbed our Christmas garb and joined them. We then began making the rounds to all the other USAC students' houses. After someone was sung to they were ordered to grab their Christmas sweater (or other clothing item from the Ugly Christmas Sweater party) and asked to join. By the end there was 12 of us, plus Amanda, and we sang to our Spanish teacher and Doña Claudia! They were thrilled, as were all the host families. Yay! The Christmas season has really begun. =)
My friends Ellie, Krysten, and Andrew were starting a night of caroling...Weeeee! Amanda and I grabbed our Christmas garb and joined them. We then began making the rounds to all the other USAC students' houses. After someone was sung to they were ordered to grab their Christmas sweater (or other clothing item from the Ugly Christmas Sweater party) and asked to join. By the end there was 12 of us, plus Amanda, and we sang to our Spanish teacher and Doña Claudia! They were thrilled, as were all the host families. Yay! The Christmas season has really begun. =)
Last night Fede and Monse and I sat in the living room and chatted over cups of hot chocolate (well, Monse enjoyed some Bailey's).
We talked about my leaving, how close that day is, and how much we would miss each other. It was as if we were savoring the moments together...we just hung on the couch mellow and relaxed.
I'm seriously going to miss this family and this experience when I leave. At one point Fede asked me what my favorite thing was about Costa Rica and my experience here studying abroad. I thought honestly about it and responded, "You guys and the natural places".
We talked about my leaving, how close that day is, and how much we would miss each other. It was as if we were savoring the moments together...we just hung on the couch mellow and relaxed.
I'm seriously going to miss this family and this experience when I leave. At one point Fede asked me what my favorite thing was about Costa Rica and my experience here studying abroad. I thought honestly about it and responded, "You guys and the natural places".
Yesterday I spent most of the day on a horseback riding tour to La Paz waterfall. Eight of us from the USAC group went. We took the bus at 8:45am and were met at the La Paz bus stop by one of the other USAC students' tico friend. After just a short walk we arrived at the stables and were each paired with a horse. Because I had ridden before I was given one particular horse. Oh yikes. Haha!
The ride to and from the falls was about 1.5 hours long. Just on the trip to the falls my horse tried to buck me twice and was stubborn and refused to respond or take my lead at several other points! Knowing that fear or lack of control would portray to the horse that it was okay to do this, I reacted with confidence and calm...I was a firm hand and by the time we reached the falls he understood. Haha! The ride, even despite this, was absolutely gorgeous! The weather was misty and cool the whole way and the foliage was lush and green per usual. =)
To reach the waterfall we hiked in a half mile, across several little creeks and through some serious mud; boy was I glad I had my chacos!
The waterfall itself was spectacular! When I walked up to it I couldn't help but let out a "wow" and just stare at it. We sat at its base and munched our lunches while the cold spray hit our faces. Although it was freezing, I'm so glad we took the time to enjoy the spot and the sheer magnitude of the fall.
On the return trip from the falls my horse started out a bit skiddish once more - racing off and trying to buck me within the first 1/4 mile. After this incident however, I took a slightly different approach. In addition to being firm and clear in my authority I took time to talk to the horse, click in its ear, scratch its mane and neck, and give affirmation when commands were followed. The horse responded so sweetly to this it blew my mind. He was steady and perfect the whole rest of the way back! At one point he even stopped mid-trail and looked back at me as I scratched him on the neck. By the time we reach the stables once more I trusted and adored the horse. We had become friends. =) I really was a rewarding experience.
The ride to and from the falls was about 1.5 hours long. Just on the trip to the falls my horse tried to buck me twice and was stubborn and refused to respond or take my lead at several other points! Knowing that fear or lack of control would portray to the horse that it was okay to do this, I reacted with confidence and calm...I was a firm hand and by the time we reached the falls he understood. Haha! The ride, even despite this, was absolutely gorgeous! The weather was misty and cool the whole way and the foliage was lush and green per usual. =)
To reach the waterfall we hiked in a half mile, across several little creeks and through some serious mud; boy was I glad I had my chacos!
The waterfall itself was spectacular! When I walked up to it I couldn't help but let out a "wow" and just stare at it. We sat at its base and munched our lunches while the cold spray hit our faces. Although it was freezing, I'm so glad we took the time to enjoy the spot and the sheer magnitude of the fall.
On the return trip from the falls my horse started out a bit skiddish once more - racing off and trying to buck me within the first 1/4 mile. After this incident however, I took a slightly different approach. In addition to being firm and clear in my authority I took time to talk to the horse, click in its ear, scratch its mane and neck, and give affirmation when commands were followed. The horse responded so sweetly to this it blew my mind. He was steady and perfect the whole rest of the way back! At one point he even stopped mid-trail and looked back at me as I scratched him on the neck. By the time we reach the stables once more I trusted and adored the horse. We had become friends. =) I really was a rewarding experience.
Tonight I went to Angie's house for one last "girl's night". Ellie, Lindsay, Angie, and I spent the evening together, knowing it would be our last extended time to be together until Angie comes to visit in July.
Angie painted each of our nails (she is quite the little nail designer), Lindsay did our make-up and curled Angie's hair, I showed Ellie and Angie how to make the five-stranded headbands, we enjoyed snacks and homemade pizzas in the kitchen, and we talked with excitement about Angie's trip to California in July. Oh, and not to mention, we did all of this while listening and singing along to Christmas music. =)
It was really fun and I was just reminded how glad I am to have met these wonderful friends. =)
P.S. I don't know how much I have talked about Angie, but she is honestly one of the sweetest people I have ever met! She has a huge heart and cares so much and so well for others. She is also humble and willing to work hard. I guess what I am trying to say is I adore her. =)
Angie painted each of our nails (she is quite the little nail designer), Lindsay did our make-up and curled Angie's hair, I showed Ellie and Angie how to make the five-stranded headbands, we enjoyed snacks and homemade pizzas in the kitchen, and we talked with excitement about Angie's trip to California in July. Oh, and not to mention, we did all of this while listening and singing along to Christmas music. =)
It was really fun and I was just reminded how glad I am to have met these wonderful friends. =)
P.S. I don't know how much I have talked about Angie, but she is honestly one of the sweetest people I have ever met! She has a huge heart and cares so much and so well for others. She is also humble and willing to work hard. I guess what I am trying to say is I adore her. =)
This morning Lindsay, Ellie, and I met up at the local open air market to buy flowers for flower arranging. We each picked out two bouquets of flowers and then purchased babies breath and leatherleaf to share. As we walked the market with handfuls of flowers, I also grabbed some papayas and avocados. I LOVE the Friday-Saturday market. It makes my heart happy just to be there. =) Once we had all we needed, we walked to my house to get started. We placed the flowers in water and began soaking our floral foam. While it sat, we made guacamole, we walked to the market by my house to buy tortilla chips, and purchased a few goodies from the panaderia (bakery) just a block away.
By the time we returned it was just about time to get started.
We worked at a leisurely pace for the next few hours, taking a break to munch on our guacamole and chips and to eat fresh papaya and bananas. It was a lovely afternoon, and for a sick kid, at just the right speed. Hah! =)
My bouquet was designed with Monse in mind. I think her favorite colors are red and blue, so I went with this rich red in hopes that it would make her smile and feel special. =D
By the time we returned it was just about time to get started.
We worked at a leisurely pace for the next few hours, taking a break to munch on our guacamole and chips and to eat fresh papaya and bananas. It was a lovely afternoon, and for a sick kid, at just the right speed. Hah! =)
My bouquet was designed with Monse in mind. I think her favorite colors are red and blue, so I went with this rich red in hopes that it would make her smile and feel special. =D
We arrived at Finca Rio-Perla, an ecological farm where I spent my Thanksgiving break, at 9pm on Tuesday night. After four hours of traveling we were greeted by Efrain and Vivian, the property's caretakers. Vivian had prepared a small dinner for us so we ate, chatted, and then were shown to our rooms. Since we were quite tired, we went almost directly to bed. But not before discussing with excitement the prospect of morning and all the activities the next few days would hold. =)
We woke for breakfast at 7:00 (this is a working farm you know) and were greeted by a smiling Vivian, hot cups of tea and birds calling like crazy. The morning was spectacular! The birds outside were singing their little hearts out in the early light and the air was warm, yet fresh.
Following breakfast we received a small tour of the property close to the house, during which Vivian named and then had us taste all the herbs and lettuces she had in the garden. =) Next, we headed out with Efrain for a more extensive farm tour. We were shown the new stables (which were under construction) the goat pasture and stables (look at the pictures of the adorable babies!), and the old horse stable, the chickens (the farm sells their eggs in the local market), and the farm's system of capturing natural gas from manure.
After seeing all of this, we were directed to an outdoor kitchen near the old stable that is primarily used for preparing cheeses and ice creams. We were shown the process and the cheeses that were currently chilling and then were handed a plate with three fresh slabs of goat cheese. We plunked ourselves in hammocks and consumed the amazing cheese with smiles on our faces. Unlike most goat cheese, this one was firm and the flavor was much creamier and less tangy or tart than usual. I honestly think it is one of the yummiest cheeses I have ever eaten in my life. Vivian then served us each a small portion of chocolate coconut ice cream made from goats milk. Wow. I have never had anything like it. There was that faint, distinct flavor of goats milk, but it wasn't overpowering and the ice cream was so creamy that the fat would end up, soft and sticky on the back of the spoon. Compared to anything in the states, this tasted extremely raw and fresh!
From here we headed down to the second vegetable garden where they had eggplant, corn, tomatoes, hot peppers (I nibbled just a tiny bit of something similar to a habanero and my eyes practically started watering!), lettuce, and soy beans. This garden was next to the volunteer house, which we also received a tour of.
At this point we walked back to the stables and saddled up for a short horseback riding adventure. The rain had begun to fall, but we didn't mind and neither did Efrain. We rode up the mountain toward a set of waterfalls, with intentions to swim despite already being soaked. Haha! For the last portion of the trek we had to leave the horses and hike in. We passed through the farm's macadamia plantation (and learned about how the nuts are processed and dried), saw the grazing cows (of who's milk we would later taste), chewed on fresh sugar cane, and tromped through the mud and rain. We arrived at the first fall absolutely soaked. We giggled and decided to swim anyway - helmets, hiking boots, jeans, and all! Somehow it seems that all of the most crazy awesome adventures I have had thus far in Costa Rica have occurred while its pouring rain. This was another one to add to my list! =) After pulling ourselves out of the water we walked to another, much larger waterfall that was close by. The amount of water pouring over its edge was unbelievable! Efrain believed the fall was nearly 40 meters tall!
When we got back to the house we were all soaked and shivering. We hopped in the shower and followed up with warm clothes and pipping hot cups of tea. As the rain fell, we sipped and made plans for baking pumpkin pie that evening.
For a few hours in the afternoon we were left alone at the house to rest, which was exactly what we needed and wanted. We pulled a mattress out on the patio and while I snuggled up in that, Lindsay and Ellie buddied in the hammock. We all read and dozed and enjoyed the sound of rain on a tin roof. One thing I love about Costa Rica is that although it may be raining the temperature is not freezing - you can still enjoy being outside, even during a rainstorm. And, most of the buildings are set up for just this, with open air patios, stairwells, kitchens, etc. =)
When Vivian and Efrain, and their son Manual, returned that evening, Vivian had at hand a large squash for our pumpkin pie! She began boiling the squash while she prepared dinner. With all four of us in the kitchen it was a wonderful chance to connect and to practice our Spanish. Per request we were brought out some unshelled macadamias from the farm's last harvest. We had found a recipe that used nuts and brown sugar in the bottom of the crust and wanted to give it a try. We all took turns cracking nuts and laughing as the shells shot around the kitchen. Haha! We took a break from our pie to eat dinner with the family and then were wished a good night. As the family left we we returned the pie to the oven to bake. We were all quite excited about Thanksgiving being the next day and what an unexpected treat it was to be able to bake a pumpkin pie! Perhaps we were celebrate the holiday after all. =) As the pie baked, we all sat at the counter and chatted. We consumed more tea and found ourselves bananas and peanut butter as a little dessert. None of us could stop talking about what a fun day it had been and how happy we were to be at the farm, just the three of us.
The next morning we woke early again and ate breakfast with the family. This morning was one of those mornings where the clouds were thick and foggy. Rain was falling steadily and there was no sign of it letting up. Even Efrain and Vivian knew the entire day would be dreary and wet. I had woken with a head cold and with all the activity from the day before I was more than happy to spend the day indoors. Especially because here, indoors didn't really feel like indoors. The common room and kitchen were open air and the breeze that entered was cool and fresh. We passed the time making paper flowers (see pictures), drinking hot tea, talking with Vivian, painting, munching on delicious whole grain cookies that Vivian was baking, and Skyping our families. Honestly the times to just slow down and hang out with no routine or plans was extremely refreshing. =)
As it neared 2pm in the afternoon the rain began to let up. We grabbed the opportunity to get outdoors and do some tilapia fishing. The farm has three small ponds that are fairly well stocked and we passed the next hour and a half with hooks in the water. The funnest part about this experience was that we were just using your basic wood pole with fishing line and hook tied on - no reel, no bobber, nada. It was quite fun and we laughed a lot, especially when my friend Lindsay could not for the life of her catch anything larger than 4 inches. In fact, she even caught a rock, yes a rock, before catching a fish large enough to keep. Haha!
As the rain just began to fall heavier again we had reached the house with our bag of fresh fish. Vivian took them with a smile and began cleaning them right away. Thanksgiving dinner was gunna be goooood! Haha! As the fish marinated in garlic and salt the family again left us to rest. Without hesitation we returned to our patio retreat and pulled out our books. It wasn't long, however, before I was completely out. The cold had really gotten to me and I was down right exhausted. It felt fitting though - enjoying the chance to rest and overflowing with thankfulness at the prospects of Thanksgiving dinner and the cozy bed on which I was lying.
For dinner the Vivian set up the table with candles, fried up the fish, and served beans, patacones, and green salad (Vivian's salads were AMAZING! She used a bunch of different leafy greens including lettuce, mustard, and arugula and then would add tomato and lemon juice. De-licious). It was really neat that the family sensed our desire to make the evening special. =) We talk and laughed and enjoyed the food (the fish was particularly tasty and unbelievably fresh!) and then served up the pumpkin pie. It was fun to have a very typical Costa Rican meal for Thanksgiving dinner and then follow up with the classic pumpkin pie. This was not an entirely ordinary pie, however, we'd used the macadamia crust and in place of cream we actually used coconut milk! A tropical twist on an American classic. ;)
After dinner Efrain, Vivian, and Manual were stuffed and tired. They returned to their house and Lindsay, Ellie, and I relaxed in the common room. We talked and painted toenails, I wrote a few postcards, and then we called it a night.
The next morning was, again, drizzly. We had no intention of leaving before the late afternoon, however, so we settle in for another relaxed day. Per request of Vivian, we baked garlic herbed biscuits with fresh basil, rosemary, and yerba buena from the garden. Before starting we realized we needed milk or cream, which they didn't have at the guest house. So, Ellie and Vivian and I ran down the the outdoor kitchen and grabbed some fresh cows milk. We of course, asked to taste it on the spot and it was creamy, rich, and so fresh...yummm! Later in the afternoon, when we got just a tad bit of sun we scrambled to the nearest waterfall with Efrain. We hadn't visited this one yet and wanted to get some pictures. It also was a wonderful chance to get out and stretch our legs. =)
Our vacation at the farm ended at 5:30pm on Friday, at which time Efrain drove us out to the bus stop so we could catch a ride back to San Ramón. We had so enjoyed our last few days that we didn't really want to leave, but we knew it was time.
We woke for breakfast at 7:00 (this is a working farm you know) and were greeted by a smiling Vivian, hot cups of tea and birds calling like crazy. The morning was spectacular! The birds outside were singing their little hearts out in the early light and the air was warm, yet fresh.
Following breakfast we received a small tour of the property close to the house, during which Vivian named and then had us taste all the herbs and lettuces she had in the garden. =) Next, we headed out with Efrain for a more extensive farm tour. We were shown the new stables (which were under construction) the goat pasture and stables (look at the pictures of the adorable babies!), and the old horse stable, the chickens (the farm sells their eggs in the local market), and the farm's system of capturing natural gas from manure.
After seeing all of this, we were directed to an outdoor kitchen near the old stable that is primarily used for preparing cheeses and ice creams. We were shown the process and the cheeses that were currently chilling and then were handed a plate with three fresh slabs of goat cheese. We plunked ourselves in hammocks and consumed the amazing cheese with smiles on our faces. Unlike most goat cheese, this one was firm and the flavor was much creamier and less tangy or tart than usual. I honestly think it is one of the yummiest cheeses I have ever eaten in my life. Vivian then served us each a small portion of chocolate coconut ice cream made from goats milk. Wow. I have never had anything like it. There was that faint, distinct flavor of goats milk, but it wasn't overpowering and the ice cream was so creamy that the fat would end up, soft and sticky on the back of the spoon. Compared to anything in the states, this tasted extremely raw and fresh!
From here we headed down to the second vegetable garden where they had eggplant, corn, tomatoes, hot peppers (I nibbled just a tiny bit of something similar to a habanero and my eyes practically started watering!), lettuce, and soy beans. This garden was next to the volunteer house, which we also received a tour of.
At this point we walked back to the stables and saddled up for a short horseback riding adventure. The rain had begun to fall, but we didn't mind and neither did Efrain. We rode up the mountain toward a set of waterfalls, with intentions to swim despite already being soaked. Haha! For the last portion of the trek we had to leave the horses and hike in. We passed through the farm's macadamia plantation (and learned about how the nuts are processed and dried), saw the grazing cows (of who's milk we would later taste), chewed on fresh sugar cane, and tromped through the mud and rain. We arrived at the first fall absolutely soaked. We giggled and decided to swim anyway - helmets, hiking boots, jeans, and all! Somehow it seems that all of the most crazy awesome adventures I have had thus far in Costa Rica have occurred while its pouring rain. This was another one to add to my list! =) After pulling ourselves out of the water we walked to another, much larger waterfall that was close by. The amount of water pouring over its edge was unbelievable! Efrain believed the fall was nearly 40 meters tall!
When we got back to the house we were all soaked and shivering. We hopped in the shower and followed up with warm clothes and pipping hot cups of tea. As the rain fell, we sipped and made plans for baking pumpkin pie that evening.
For a few hours in the afternoon we were left alone at the house to rest, which was exactly what we needed and wanted. We pulled a mattress out on the patio and while I snuggled up in that, Lindsay and Ellie buddied in the hammock. We all read and dozed and enjoyed the sound of rain on a tin roof. One thing I love about Costa Rica is that although it may be raining the temperature is not freezing - you can still enjoy being outside, even during a rainstorm. And, most of the buildings are set up for just this, with open air patios, stairwells, kitchens, etc. =)
When Vivian and Efrain, and their son Manual, returned that evening, Vivian had at hand a large squash for our pumpkin pie! She began boiling the squash while she prepared dinner. With all four of us in the kitchen it was a wonderful chance to connect and to practice our Spanish. Per request we were brought out some unshelled macadamias from the farm's last harvest. We had found a recipe that used nuts and brown sugar in the bottom of the crust and wanted to give it a try. We all took turns cracking nuts and laughing as the shells shot around the kitchen. Haha! We took a break from our pie to eat dinner with the family and then were wished a good night. As the family left we we returned the pie to the oven to bake. We were all quite excited about Thanksgiving being the next day and what an unexpected treat it was to be able to bake a pumpkin pie! Perhaps we were celebrate the holiday after all. =) As the pie baked, we all sat at the counter and chatted. We consumed more tea and found ourselves bananas and peanut butter as a little dessert. None of us could stop talking about what a fun day it had been and how happy we were to be at the farm, just the three of us.
The next morning we woke early again and ate breakfast with the family. This morning was one of those mornings where the clouds were thick and foggy. Rain was falling steadily and there was no sign of it letting up. Even Efrain and Vivian knew the entire day would be dreary and wet. I had woken with a head cold and with all the activity from the day before I was more than happy to spend the day indoors. Especially because here, indoors didn't really feel like indoors. The common room and kitchen were open air and the breeze that entered was cool and fresh. We passed the time making paper flowers (see pictures), drinking hot tea, talking with Vivian, painting, munching on delicious whole grain cookies that Vivian was baking, and Skyping our families. Honestly the times to just slow down and hang out with no routine or plans was extremely refreshing. =)
As it neared 2pm in the afternoon the rain began to let up. We grabbed the opportunity to get outdoors and do some tilapia fishing. The farm has three small ponds that are fairly well stocked and we passed the next hour and a half with hooks in the water. The funnest part about this experience was that we were just using your basic wood pole with fishing line and hook tied on - no reel, no bobber, nada. It was quite fun and we laughed a lot, especially when my friend Lindsay could not for the life of her catch anything larger than 4 inches. In fact, she even caught a rock, yes a rock, before catching a fish large enough to keep. Haha!
As the rain just began to fall heavier again we had reached the house with our bag of fresh fish. Vivian took them with a smile and began cleaning them right away. Thanksgiving dinner was gunna be goooood! Haha! As the fish marinated in garlic and salt the family again left us to rest. Without hesitation we returned to our patio retreat and pulled out our books. It wasn't long, however, before I was completely out. The cold had really gotten to me and I was down right exhausted. It felt fitting though - enjoying the chance to rest and overflowing with thankfulness at the prospects of Thanksgiving dinner and the cozy bed on which I was lying.
For dinner the Vivian set up the table with candles, fried up the fish, and served beans, patacones, and green salad (Vivian's salads were AMAZING! She used a bunch of different leafy greens including lettuce, mustard, and arugula and then would add tomato and lemon juice. De-licious). It was really neat that the family sensed our desire to make the evening special. =) We talk and laughed and enjoyed the food (the fish was particularly tasty and unbelievably fresh!) and then served up the pumpkin pie. It was fun to have a very typical Costa Rican meal for Thanksgiving dinner and then follow up with the classic pumpkin pie. This was not an entirely ordinary pie, however, we'd used the macadamia crust and in place of cream we actually used coconut milk! A tropical twist on an American classic. ;)
After dinner Efrain, Vivian, and Manual were stuffed and tired. They returned to their house and Lindsay, Ellie, and I relaxed in the common room. We talked and painted toenails, I wrote a few postcards, and then we called it a night.
The next morning was, again, drizzly. We had no intention of leaving before the late afternoon, however, so we settle in for another relaxed day. Per request of Vivian, we baked garlic herbed biscuits with fresh basil, rosemary, and yerba buena from the garden. Before starting we realized we needed milk or cream, which they didn't have at the guest house. So, Ellie and Vivian and I ran down the the outdoor kitchen and grabbed some fresh cows milk. We of course, asked to taste it on the spot and it was creamy, rich, and so fresh...yummm! Later in the afternoon, when we got just a tad bit of sun we scrambled to the nearest waterfall with Efrain. We hadn't visited this one yet and wanted to get some pictures. It also was a wonderful chance to get out and stretch our legs. =)
Our vacation at the farm ended at 5:30pm on Friday, at which time Efrain drove us out to the bus stop so we could catch a ride back to San Ramón. We had so enjoyed our last few days that we didn't really want to leave, but we knew it was time.
So, at this time I figure its appropriate to start documenting all the names Fede has given me. Haha! He has quite a list - all said with an endearing tone and a smile to follow.
1. Hannah
2. Fugle (pronounced Fuuuuglae on purpose because he knows its not right)
3. Pretty Woman (or PW for short, especially when texting)
4. American Woman
5. Miss America
6. Gringa
7. Gringa Fea (meaning ugly)
8. Gordita (meaning fat or, more accurately, little fatty)
9. Hannah Murie
10. Cara Sueña (literally meaning sleepy face, but in popular connotation not a very nice name. hahaha)
11. Guapa
12. Hann-i
13. Hannita
14. Hummingbird (this was a recent new one!)
15. Honey-boo
16.
1. Hannah
2. Fugle (pronounced Fuuuuglae on purpose because he knows its not right)
3. Pretty Woman (or PW for short, especially when texting)
4. American Woman
5. Miss America
6. Gringa
7. Gringa Fea (meaning ugly)
8. Gordita (meaning fat or, more accurately, little fatty)
9. Hannah Murie
10. Cara Sueña (literally meaning sleepy face, but in popular connotation not a very nice name. hahaha)
11. Guapa
12. Hann-i
13. Hannita
14. Hummingbird (this was a recent new one!)
15. Honey-boo
16.
As mentioned before, I arrived home about 3:30 in the afternoon. I walked through the door (SO happy to be home) and was greeted by Amanda, Ignacio, Tita Coni (Fede's mother, who has been living with us for the past two months) and some extended family from Fede's side (who I had met for the first time a few weeks ago).
After a warm welcome I went into my room, dropped my stuff, unpacked real quick, and then joined them in the front room to relax.
The party didn't start until close to 5pm. It was a fun gathering with not too many people and a total of only six children. It was clear that those that were invited, besides family, were the closest friends from the church. =) This was neat for me because these are the individuals I have gotten to know quite well and who I know mean soooooo much to Monse and Fede.
One thing I really like about kids birthday parties here (now that I've been to three I know it is pretty standard) is that all the parents and family stay for the entire time. In this way the it seems that the party becomes a gathering of support and love for the child. The parents enjoy the desserts, coffee, and conversation while the kids play with toys, dance, and eat way to much sugar. Hah! But somehow is beautiful - I guess in a way it really captures the idea of community.
By the end of the party Ignacio was one seriously happy kid. Aside from all the cake and ice cream and love, he got a cool ball, a stuffed animal, a car (with interchangeable wheels), and a small transformers toy. He also loved my present, which was a set of Transformers pajamas! The shirt glows in the dark and depicts Bumblebee lunging out as if ready to attack. Once he put it on Monse kept saying, "Wow, que chiva!" (this just means "How cool!") Ignacio was stoked and he looked SOOO cute, oh my gosh, with his little legs poking out of the pants with sinchy bottoms. He even wore the set to bed - making me quite happy. =)
Before heading to bed though, he gave me lots of kisses and hugs and drove his car all over my arms and head. Haha! I'm going to miss that little senor. ;)
After a warm welcome I went into my room, dropped my stuff, unpacked real quick, and then joined them in the front room to relax.
The party didn't start until close to 5pm. It was a fun gathering with not too many people and a total of only six children. It was clear that those that were invited, besides family, were the closest friends from the church. =) This was neat for me because these are the individuals I have gotten to know quite well and who I know mean soooooo much to Monse and Fede.
One thing I really like about kids birthday parties here (now that I've been to three I know it is pretty standard) is that all the parents and family stay for the entire time. In this way the it seems that the party becomes a gathering of support and love for the child. The parents enjoy the desserts, coffee, and conversation while the kids play with toys, dance, and eat way to much sugar. Hah! But somehow is beautiful - I guess in a way it really captures the idea of community.
By the end of the party Ignacio was one seriously happy kid. Aside from all the cake and ice cream and love, he got a cool ball, a stuffed animal, a car (with interchangeable wheels), and a small transformers toy. He also loved my present, which was a set of Transformers pajamas! The shirt glows in the dark and depicts Bumblebee lunging out as if ready to attack. Once he put it on Monse kept saying, "Wow, que chiva!" (this just means "How cool!") Ignacio was stoked and he looked SOOO cute, oh my gosh, with his little legs poking out of the pants with sinchy bottoms. He even wore the set to bed - making me quite happy. =)
Before heading to bed though, he gave me lots of kisses and hugs and drove his car all over my arms and head. Haha! I'm going to miss that little senor. ;)
On Friday, six of us left San Ramón to meet up with the rest of our group in Tamarindo. Tamarindo is a beach town in Guanacaste Province, on the northern Pacific side of Costa Rica.
Friday morning, after a mix up with timing and online information, I discovered that I was supposed to register for my next quarters classes at Cal Poly WHILE I was supposed to be on the bus en route to Tamarindo! I was panicked and sad and couldn't decide what to do. With literally one minute to spare I decided to go. My friend Krysten had promised to help me register and I planned to just be in contact with her via phone while traveling. That plan seemed good until she was unable to log onto my portal or open the registration account. Grr...I was flustered. I needed my classes - with only two quarters left at Poly, not getting one class could result in my having to take summer classes. I was a texting machine and stressed out mess for close to an hour before it all finally got settled out. Several times in the middle of my frenzy I stopped to pray. I prayed that God would work things out, I prayed for trust, and I prayed for peace. I kept telling myself not to worry because God is the giver of all good things and the director of my steps and future, but my words weren't sinking in. I still had that icky feeling.
Then all of a sudden things worked out. Krysten got in, my classes were all open (even those which that very morning had appeared full), she was able to easily register, and my schedule was perfect. Just like that. What? God, thank you. I cannot explain the peace and relief I felt at this moment. I was over joyed. And then I looked up and realized I was surrounded by good friends in the middle of Costa Rica headed to a gorgeous beach for the weekend. Wow. God is not just good, he is incredibly good and full of grace. =)
The bus ride, which we had been told would last 4 hours ended up taking closer to 5.5 hours and we arrived in Tamarindo around 6:30pm.
After a quick visit to the hostel to drop our things, we headed out into town to meet the others. Those of us who had been on the bus were quite hungry at this point. With no real stops and only snacky foods we were ready for dinner. We met up with the rest of our friends and snagged dinner at this little outdoor food cart circle. A few of us ordered delicious salads (I'm pretty sure it was the first really good salad I've had since being here!) and after, of course, got ice creams. We have a way of finding the best and cheapest ice cream places in every town we visit. =) Haha!
At this point we went back to the hostel for some hanging out, relaxing by the pool, and mixed drinks - rum and coke, rum and pineapple. We chatted, dipped our feet in the pool, sang and plucked on my friend Maddy's guitar, and enjoyed the warm evening air. The hostel where we stayed was such a cool place and the vibe and atmosphere were perfect for just chilling. =)
As a group we went out for drinks and walked around town for a while. Once it was quite late, Ellie, Lindsay, Ben, and I walked around town looking for some late night grub. Ben hadn't eaten dinner yet and we were all craving pizza, or something of the sort. We found ourselves back at the food cart circle, but this time ate at a different vendor. It was a sub shop with delicious paninis. It was Lindsay's idea to order a sandwich with the instruction "surprise me". We were served a scrumptious warm chicken ranch with guacamole. Yummm. That first sandwich was so good we did it again, requesting a surprise, and this time got the "Pineapple Express" which consisted of mahi mahi, pineapple, onions, roasted bell peppers, and some sort of sauce with a slight kick. Wow was it good! Aside from good food this was a really fun chance to hang out with Ben. Ben is definitely a quieter, more introverted guy and some times you only get very limited conversation from him. But, it was different he was much more vocal and seemed so happy to be hanging out with us. =)
That was just night one, like 6 hours, can you believe it?! Our group definitely knows how to have fun and make every minute of our trips count! Fun to the max. =D
One the second day we woke up around 9:30 and Maddy and I made breakfast for everyone in the communal kitchen. We had bought groceries the night before, knowing that a group breakfast would be much cheaper than anything we would find in town. We hade eggs, sourdough toast with strawberry and guava jam, chicken sausage, avocado, bananas, and coffee. Being in the kitchen always makes me happy and everyone was extremely grateful.
After breakfast, some of the group headed straight for the beach. Others of us, however, decided to poke around in the towns many shops. We visited clothing boutiques, surf shops, and souvenir stores. Its always fun to just relax and leisurely see the town this way. =)
At about 1pm we hit the beach, it was absolutely gorgeous.
As we reached the beach, intensely dark rain clouds began to sweep over the beach. Maddy and I rain to the ocean for a dip before the clouds broke and rain pummeled the beach. We grabbed our towels and sprinted for covering. All hunkering under an overhang we made plans for lunch once the rain stopped. It was fun to watch everyone else reacting to the downpour as well. Some people, those wearing only their bathing suits, went about their business like nothing had changed and walked up or down the street without a care. However many others were doing what we were doing - hiding under an overhanging and waiting. Once the rain let up, it was funny because everything just resumed as though life had been paused for a short time.
With wet feet and damp towels we all walked to lunch. We chose a less expensive little delicatessen off the main drag. We ordered sandwiches, pizzas, and salads.
Once we'd finished lunch, Sarah, Karmen, and I ran down to the beach to sign up for a 5k that was coincidentally being hosted that Saturday. We had debated whether to run or not, but at the last minute decided to just go for it. I AM SO GLAD WE DID! The race started at 3:30 and we didn't sign up until 3:15 (and at this time were still wearing bathing suits and sandals). We rushed back to the hostel and made it to the corner at 3:30 exactly. The race had just started so we hopped in and took off. We ran the three miles in a beautiful part of town that none of us even knew existed and ended with a sprint across the beach. At the end of the race we were greeted with metals (apparently we did really well running it in 26 min, hahahaha!), water, fresh fruit, and gatorade. After satisfying ourselves on bananas, pineapple, and watermelon we walked to the beach for a swim. As we pulled off our shirts and slipped out of our tennies, a few large raindrops began to fall. Without a care, we ran for the waves. We stayed in for nearly 45 minutes! - rain falling on our faces, gorgeous clouds spread across the sky, sharp rays of light piercing through from the sun, and a FULL rainbow overhead. We couldn't stop jabbering with excited because it was so beautiful and we'd had so much fun running our little race. It was definitely another one of those "Wow, this is life, this is really living!" moments. =D
We walked back to the hostel sandy, soaked and smiling. By this time the rain had stopped and the rest of the group was relaxing on the patio. We joined them by grabbing cups of coffee and climbing into the pool.
Once we were finished we showered up and got ready to go out for the evening. On the way back from the race, Sarah and I had seen a sign for a happy hour with 50% off sushi and so were quite set stopping by. While most of the group headed off to get drinks we lingered back and order some rolls. We got Indonesion Rolls (coconut meat, spicy peanut sauce, seaweed) and Golden Cruncy-Rice Rolls (smoked salmon, mango, seaweed, puffed rice). They were delicious and felt so "tropical". It was also fun to spend the one-on-one time with Sarah because we haven't had that chance before. We talked and munched for an hour before asking for the check. We each only paid $4 for eight rolls! Win. =D
After sushi we strolled over the ice cream cart and got double scoops, which we happily licked all the way to the restaurant where the rest of the group was sitting down to eat. We joined them with dripping cones and once we were finished even got to taste some of the yummy falafels everyone had ordered. Que rico! I hadn't had a falafel in so long and these ones were really, really good.
With everyone fed and happy we walked to the Beach Club bar and restaurant for free welcome cocktails and hors d'oeuvres. Sangria, pizza, and chicken and beef skewers. All while we sat around a big table just meters from the crashing waves with colored twinkle lights casting a light glow over the sand. Seriously, seriously. Mhmm...life is good.
From here we walked back toward our hostel (stopping en route so everyone else could get ice creams) and stopped in bar that was promoting ladies night with free drinks. Lindsay, Ellie, Ben, and I followed the group in, but after about 10 minutes decided we were exhausted and ready for bed. We made our way back to the hostel slowly, enjoying the incredibly clear sky and brilliantly shining stars.
This morning I rose early; at 6:10am to be exact. In order to make it back to San Ramón in time for Ignacio's birthday party (which I did NOT want to miss), I had to catch the bus by myself at 7am. On route to the bus stop I ran into a little bakery called Saritas and bought a homemade pumpkin muffin (yay for fall). Once I reached the spot where the bus was supposed to pick up I was inquired of several men standing nearby. I was told that, because it was Sunday, the bus I was previously told to catch was actually not coming and that only the bus at 2pm went directly to San Ramón. Right as I finished this conversation a bus pulled up. With the drivers assurance that I would be able to get to San Jose, I climbed aboard and started an adventure. Hah! Over the course of the day I traveled via 4 buses! I left Tamarindo at 7am, arrived in San Carlos at 9am, caught the bus for San Jose at 10am, arrived in San Jose at 2:00pm, left San Jose on a bus at 2:30pm, and arrived in San Ramón at 3:30pm! Despite the long day, it held many clear blessings from God. To start, the morning air was beautiful and the first bus ride (which was about 30 minutes) I couldn't stop smiling. From there, my pumpkin muffin was delectable, I got to sit next to an adorable little boy and his grandfather on my first bus, I met a girl from Germany (with whom I chatted in Spanish and travelled from Tamarindo to San Jose with), all the bus drivers were beyond kind and helpful when it came to directing me at each bus switch, and after chatting with the driver of the last bus I took he asked/said, "You're Tico, right?!" (Hahaha! Guess my Spanish is getting better and apparently I look as comfortable as I feel now being a part of the society).
When I finally arrived in San Ramón I quickly located a cab and rushed home. Felt so good to walk through my front door after so long on the road.
Friday morning, after a mix up with timing and online information, I discovered that I was supposed to register for my next quarters classes at Cal Poly WHILE I was supposed to be on the bus en route to Tamarindo! I was panicked and sad and couldn't decide what to do. With literally one minute to spare I decided to go. My friend Krysten had promised to help me register and I planned to just be in contact with her via phone while traveling. That plan seemed good until she was unable to log onto my portal or open the registration account. Grr...I was flustered. I needed my classes - with only two quarters left at Poly, not getting one class could result in my having to take summer classes. I was a texting machine and stressed out mess for close to an hour before it all finally got settled out. Several times in the middle of my frenzy I stopped to pray. I prayed that God would work things out, I prayed for trust, and I prayed for peace. I kept telling myself not to worry because God is the giver of all good things and the director of my steps and future, but my words weren't sinking in. I still had that icky feeling.
Then all of a sudden things worked out. Krysten got in, my classes were all open (even those which that very morning had appeared full), she was able to easily register, and my schedule was perfect. Just like that. What? God, thank you. I cannot explain the peace and relief I felt at this moment. I was over joyed. And then I looked up and realized I was surrounded by good friends in the middle of Costa Rica headed to a gorgeous beach for the weekend. Wow. God is not just good, he is incredibly good and full of grace. =)
The bus ride, which we had been told would last 4 hours ended up taking closer to 5.5 hours and we arrived in Tamarindo around 6:30pm.
After a quick visit to the hostel to drop our things, we headed out into town to meet the others. Those of us who had been on the bus were quite hungry at this point. With no real stops and only snacky foods we were ready for dinner. We met up with the rest of our friends and snagged dinner at this little outdoor food cart circle. A few of us ordered delicious salads (I'm pretty sure it was the first really good salad I've had since being here!) and after, of course, got ice creams. We have a way of finding the best and cheapest ice cream places in every town we visit. =) Haha!
At this point we went back to the hostel for some hanging out, relaxing by the pool, and mixed drinks - rum and coke, rum and pineapple. We chatted, dipped our feet in the pool, sang and plucked on my friend Maddy's guitar, and enjoyed the warm evening air. The hostel where we stayed was such a cool place and the vibe and atmosphere were perfect for just chilling. =)
As a group we went out for drinks and walked around town for a while. Once it was quite late, Ellie, Lindsay, Ben, and I walked around town looking for some late night grub. Ben hadn't eaten dinner yet and we were all craving pizza, or something of the sort. We found ourselves back at the food cart circle, but this time ate at a different vendor. It was a sub shop with delicious paninis. It was Lindsay's idea to order a sandwich with the instruction "surprise me". We were served a scrumptious warm chicken ranch with guacamole. Yummm. That first sandwich was so good we did it again, requesting a surprise, and this time got the "Pineapple Express" which consisted of mahi mahi, pineapple, onions, roasted bell peppers, and some sort of sauce with a slight kick. Wow was it good! Aside from good food this was a really fun chance to hang out with Ben. Ben is definitely a quieter, more introverted guy and some times you only get very limited conversation from him. But, it was different he was much more vocal and seemed so happy to be hanging out with us. =)
That was just night one, like 6 hours, can you believe it?! Our group definitely knows how to have fun and make every minute of our trips count! Fun to the max. =D
One the second day we woke up around 9:30 and Maddy and I made breakfast for everyone in the communal kitchen. We had bought groceries the night before, knowing that a group breakfast would be much cheaper than anything we would find in town. We hade eggs, sourdough toast with strawberry and guava jam, chicken sausage, avocado, bananas, and coffee. Being in the kitchen always makes me happy and everyone was extremely grateful.
After breakfast, some of the group headed straight for the beach. Others of us, however, decided to poke around in the towns many shops. We visited clothing boutiques, surf shops, and souvenir stores. Its always fun to just relax and leisurely see the town this way. =)
At about 1pm we hit the beach, it was absolutely gorgeous.
As we reached the beach, intensely dark rain clouds began to sweep over the beach. Maddy and I rain to the ocean for a dip before the clouds broke and rain pummeled the beach. We grabbed our towels and sprinted for covering. All hunkering under an overhang we made plans for lunch once the rain stopped. It was fun to watch everyone else reacting to the downpour as well. Some people, those wearing only their bathing suits, went about their business like nothing had changed and walked up or down the street without a care. However many others were doing what we were doing - hiding under an overhanging and waiting. Once the rain let up, it was funny because everything just resumed as though life had been paused for a short time.
With wet feet and damp towels we all walked to lunch. We chose a less expensive little delicatessen off the main drag. We ordered sandwiches, pizzas, and salads.
Once we'd finished lunch, Sarah, Karmen, and I ran down to the beach to sign up for a 5k that was coincidentally being hosted that Saturday. We had debated whether to run or not, but at the last minute decided to just go for it. I AM SO GLAD WE DID! The race started at 3:30 and we didn't sign up until 3:15 (and at this time were still wearing bathing suits and sandals). We rushed back to the hostel and made it to the corner at 3:30 exactly. The race had just started so we hopped in and took off. We ran the three miles in a beautiful part of town that none of us even knew existed and ended with a sprint across the beach. At the end of the race we were greeted with metals (apparently we did really well running it in 26 min, hahahaha!), water, fresh fruit, and gatorade. After satisfying ourselves on bananas, pineapple, and watermelon we walked to the beach for a swim. As we pulled off our shirts and slipped out of our tennies, a few large raindrops began to fall. Without a care, we ran for the waves. We stayed in for nearly 45 minutes! - rain falling on our faces, gorgeous clouds spread across the sky, sharp rays of light piercing through from the sun, and a FULL rainbow overhead. We couldn't stop jabbering with excited because it was so beautiful and we'd had so much fun running our little race. It was definitely another one of those "Wow, this is life, this is really living!" moments. =D
We walked back to the hostel sandy, soaked and smiling. By this time the rain had stopped and the rest of the group was relaxing on the patio. We joined them by grabbing cups of coffee and climbing into the pool.
Once we were finished we showered up and got ready to go out for the evening. On the way back from the race, Sarah and I had seen a sign for a happy hour with 50% off sushi and so were quite set stopping by. While most of the group headed off to get drinks we lingered back and order some rolls. We got Indonesion Rolls (coconut meat, spicy peanut sauce, seaweed) and Golden Cruncy-Rice Rolls (smoked salmon, mango, seaweed, puffed rice). They were delicious and felt so "tropical". It was also fun to spend the one-on-one time with Sarah because we haven't had that chance before. We talked and munched for an hour before asking for the check. We each only paid $4 for eight rolls! Win. =D
After sushi we strolled over the ice cream cart and got double scoops, which we happily licked all the way to the restaurant where the rest of the group was sitting down to eat. We joined them with dripping cones and once we were finished even got to taste some of the yummy falafels everyone had ordered. Que rico! I hadn't had a falafel in so long and these ones were really, really good.
With everyone fed and happy we walked to the Beach Club bar and restaurant for free welcome cocktails and hors d'oeuvres. Sangria, pizza, and chicken and beef skewers. All while we sat around a big table just meters from the crashing waves with colored twinkle lights casting a light glow over the sand. Seriously, seriously. Mhmm...life is good.
From here we walked back toward our hostel (stopping en route so everyone else could get ice creams) and stopped in bar that was promoting ladies night with free drinks. Lindsay, Ellie, Ben, and I followed the group in, but after about 10 minutes decided we were exhausted and ready for bed. We made our way back to the hostel slowly, enjoying the incredibly clear sky and brilliantly shining stars.
This morning I rose early; at 6:10am to be exact. In order to make it back to San Ramón in time for Ignacio's birthday party (which I did NOT want to miss), I had to catch the bus by myself at 7am. On route to the bus stop I ran into a little bakery called Saritas and bought a homemade pumpkin muffin (yay for fall). Once I reached the spot where the bus was supposed to pick up I was inquired of several men standing nearby. I was told that, because it was Sunday, the bus I was previously told to catch was actually not coming and that only the bus at 2pm went directly to San Ramón. Right as I finished this conversation a bus pulled up. With the drivers assurance that I would be able to get to San Jose, I climbed aboard and started an adventure. Hah! Over the course of the day I traveled via 4 buses! I left Tamarindo at 7am, arrived in San Carlos at 9am, caught the bus for San Jose at 10am, arrived in San Jose at 2:00pm, left San Jose on a bus at 2:30pm, and arrived in San Ramón at 3:30pm! Despite the long day, it held many clear blessings from God. To start, the morning air was beautiful and the first bus ride (which was about 30 minutes) I couldn't stop smiling. From there, my pumpkin muffin was delectable, I got to sit next to an adorable little boy and his grandfather on my first bus, I met a girl from Germany (with whom I chatted in Spanish and travelled from Tamarindo to San Jose with), all the bus drivers were beyond kind and helpful when it came to directing me at each bus switch, and after chatting with the driver of the last bus I took he asked/said, "You're Tico, right?!" (Hahaha! Guess my Spanish is getting better and apparently I look as comfortable as I feel now being a part of the society).
When I finally arrived in San Ramón I quickly located a cab and rushed home. Felt so good to walk through my front door after so long on the road.
Today was a wonderful day.
To start, I woke early, before my alarm even went off. That's always a good sign. I then enjoyed breakfast with the fam bam and playing in the backyard with the kiddos - soccer, frisbee, volleyball, revamping the old tire swing...
At about 10:30am I headed to the town's center to run errands before meeting up with my friend Ben to hit the thrift store. I bought all the ingredients I would need for chocolate cake, oatmeal raisin cookies, and papaya-coconut muffins. I had promised to bake for our Ugly Christmas Sweater Party and I wasn't going to let anyone down. No, hahaha, really I was just super excited for the excuse to be in the kitchen. =)
At 11am I met my friend, despite the absolutely torrential rain and we tucked into the nearest thrift store in search of Ugly Christmas garments. Within minutes, literally, we were in luck! There were ugly Christmas sweatshirts, pants, and jackets galore! And each piece was only 200 colones each (that's less than $.50)! At such a price, and with two winning items in hand I decided to buy both. Why not embrace the mitch-match and maximize the holiday cheer, right?! Haha!
When I got home I spent much of the afternoon baking. About half-way through my recipes my friends Sarah and Karmen showed up at my house wanting to borrow vanilla for their Christmas sugar cookies. They didn't make it far, but instead decided to stay and bake them in my kitchen since I had already turned the place into a floury mess. =) I was quite delighted. Baking is always more fun with buddies! And hunkering by the oven with stormy weather outside and plans for a holiday party in the evening made it finally feel like fall. =)
After completing the cake, muffins, and cookies, I set out to make another batch of muffins; one that Fede could eat. I adjusted the recipe and used oat flour and splenda in place of the listed ingredients. Less calories and in line with Fede's diet. When he walked into the kitchen I told him what I was doing, whacked him gently across the shoulder, and told him the muffins were for him. He smiled, leaned in to give me a kiss and then told me he loved me. Awww...cute, right?! One of my love languages must be cooking. =)
Now for the party...Maddy, Maddie, Karmen, and Sarah showed up at my door at 7:30pm to help carry all the goods to Krysten's house for the fiesta. When we arrived it was a delight and absolute crack-up to see all the Christmas sweaters, hats, sweatshirts, and even one robe/muumuu! I love our little group. All thirteen of us hanging out in ugly Christmas sweaters in the middle of November in the middle of Costa Rica! =D Hahaha! We are quite a sight to behold. So close in only three months.
The rest of the evening consisted of consuming too much sugar (my weakness was coconut ice cream piled high on a slab of chocolate cake. yummm), watching funny YouTube videos (winners of submitted videos won either Nutella or Peanut Butter, which are expensive and highly coveted items here among us Gringos), and dancing about in our holiday gear for the "best dressed" contest.
It hardly feels possible that all the events of today were fit into just the last 24 hrs; I think that means it was good. =)
To start, I woke early, before my alarm even went off. That's always a good sign. I then enjoyed breakfast with the fam bam and playing in the backyard with the kiddos - soccer, frisbee, volleyball, revamping the old tire swing...
At about 10:30am I headed to the town's center to run errands before meeting up with my friend Ben to hit the thrift store. I bought all the ingredients I would need for chocolate cake, oatmeal raisin cookies, and papaya-coconut muffins. I had promised to bake for our Ugly Christmas Sweater Party and I wasn't going to let anyone down. No, hahaha, really I was just super excited for the excuse to be in the kitchen. =)
At 11am I met my friend, despite the absolutely torrential rain and we tucked into the nearest thrift store in search of Ugly Christmas garments. Within minutes, literally, we were in luck! There were ugly Christmas sweatshirts, pants, and jackets galore! And each piece was only 200 colones each (that's less than $.50)! At such a price, and with two winning items in hand I decided to buy both. Why not embrace the mitch-match and maximize the holiday cheer, right?! Haha!
When I got home I spent much of the afternoon baking. About half-way through my recipes my friends Sarah and Karmen showed up at my house wanting to borrow vanilla for their Christmas sugar cookies. They didn't make it far, but instead decided to stay and bake them in my kitchen since I had already turned the place into a floury mess. =) I was quite delighted. Baking is always more fun with buddies! And hunkering by the oven with stormy weather outside and plans for a holiday party in the evening made it finally feel like fall. =)
After completing the cake, muffins, and cookies, I set out to make another batch of muffins; one that Fede could eat. I adjusted the recipe and used oat flour and splenda in place of the listed ingredients. Less calories and in line with Fede's diet. When he walked into the kitchen I told him what I was doing, whacked him gently across the shoulder, and told him the muffins were for him. He smiled, leaned in to give me a kiss and then told me he loved me. Awww...cute, right?! One of my love languages must be cooking. =)
Now for the party...Maddy, Maddie, Karmen, and Sarah showed up at my door at 7:30pm to help carry all the goods to Krysten's house for the fiesta. When we arrived it was a delight and absolute crack-up to see all the Christmas sweaters, hats, sweatshirts, and even one robe/muumuu! I love our little group. All thirteen of us hanging out in ugly Christmas sweaters in the middle of November in the middle of Costa Rica! =D Hahaha! We are quite a sight to behold. So close in only three months.
The rest of the evening consisted of consuming too much sugar (my weakness was coconut ice cream piled high on a slab of chocolate cake. yummm), watching funny YouTube videos (winners of submitted videos won either Nutella or Peanut Butter, which are expensive and highly coveted items here among us Gringos), and dancing about in our holiday gear for the "best dressed" contest.
It hardly feels possible that all the events of today were fit into just the last 24 hrs; I think that means it was good. =)