Here we are. We finally made it. Today was my last day of Spanish class. Oh my goodness, I couldn't help myself from dancing after I turned in my exam! My presentation didn't go as smoothly as I had hoped on Thursday but I managed to pull a solid grade thanks to my universe trivia game :) Good thing I took that methods class before coming down here! Last night my friend Kelsey and I went to a dance club for probably the last time. We partnered up with these ticos and danced for about three hours straight! It's safe to say I'm a little sore today. They were more respectable than other ticos I had met, we got to talk for a bit about life, travel, language, Europe, food. It was nice. They never crossed the line but they were sure flirting with it! It was a fun way to close my club experience here. :) Got home at about 3am and hit the pillow hard, then had to wake up early to finish my final essay before making it to class by 8 to take my final exam. What a day. I am sleepy and satisfied. Got a solid B+ in my class, and I'll take it! Advanced 1 was hard but well worth it, I learned a ton, and dare I say, am much more comfortable actually speaking Spanish now.
I'm stuck with this strange emotion. On one hand, I can't wait to get home; hot showers, bubble bath, bacon, cheese, of course my family, boyfriend, and dog. I'm excited to be in the country again, and walk bare foot and breathe some real fresh air, although the ocean is much more agreeable here, I am looking forward to my muddy, cold and windy Purdy Spit :) And on the other hand, especially now that I'm finally feeling comfortable with Spanish, why would I ever leave? People told me this would happen. And like, duh, it's Costa Rica, it's beautiful and warm, the people are friendly (and it helps that I'm so attractive and exotic here!), I'm finally used to counting my money by the thousands, the coffee's richer, the fruit is better, there are jungles and waterfalls and sloths and monkeys and sand. Two months was plenty and not at all enough all at the same time. I wish I could travel for a bit. Really see some of the country and really meet some of the people, but I would need so much more time. I don't think you can ever really be done soaking in a culture.
I've learned a lot here; about Spanish, history, medicine, coffee and bananas, and definitely about myself. I know how I will do this differently next time. I think I have a plan. At least an idea, where I want to go, what kind of work I want to do, what to study, if I study. I think it will all be a little less formal, and a little more adventurous. Costa Rica, one stepping stone to the rest of my life, and one that absolutely changed the original path.
I am excited, and happy, and emotional, loved, pensive, planning, overwhelmed. Lots is in store.
Tonight, saying goodbye to some awesome people. Tomorrow, having a me-day in the city, saying goodbye to some awesome sites. And then Boston to see my amazing family! What a life, what a trip, what a dream. How incredible.
Thank you all,
For being a part of this with me
Este es, actualmente, la significa de pura vida.
Pura vida, todos.
Vive tus suenos.
I'm stuck with this strange emotion. On one hand, I can't wait to get home; hot showers, bubble bath, bacon, cheese, of course my family, boyfriend, and dog. I'm excited to be in the country again, and walk bare foot and breathe some real fresh air, although the ocean is much more agreeable here, I am looking forward to my muddy, cold and windy Purdy Spit :) And on the other hand, especially now that I'm finally feeling comfortable with Spanish, why would I ever leave? People told me this would happen. And like, duh, it's Costa Rica, it's beautiful and warm, the people are friendly (and it helps that I'm so attractive and exotic here!), I'm finally used to counting my money by the thousands, the coffee's richer, the fruit is better, there are jungles and waterfalls and sloths and monkeys and sand. Two months was plenty and not at all enough all at the same time. I wish I could travel for a bit. Really see some of the country and really meet some of the people, but I would need so much more time. I don't think you can ever really be done soaking in a culture.
I've learned a lot here; about Spanish, history, medicine, coffee and bananas, and definitely about myself. I know how I will do this differently next time. I think I have a plan. At least an idea, where I want to go, what kind of work I want to do, what to study, if I study. I think it will all be a little less formal, and a little more adventurous. Costa Rica, one stepping stone to the rest of my life, and one that absolutely changed the original path.
I am excited, and happy, and emotional, loved, pensive, planning, overwhelmed. Lots is in store.
Tonight, saying goodbye to some awesome people. Tomorrow, having a me-day in the city, saying goodbye to some awesome sites. And then Boston to see my amazing family! What a life, what a trip, what a dream. How incredible.
Thank you all,
For being a part of this with me
Este es, actualmente, la significa de pura vida.
Pura vida, todos.
Vive tus suenos.
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