This week has been packed! For starters I got a nasty cold after visiting the hot climate in the Caribbean and coming back to a very rainy San Jose. It was just a sore throat but now I've completely lost my voice and and all stuffed up. Mama tica is threatening to take me to the doctor if I'm not better by Monday. But I went to the pharmacy today and got some drugs, we'll see if they work. I learned that the pharmacy can just give you a shot right then and there though! In the butt!! Not weird at all.
Anyway, Tuesday I started my new Spanish class (Advanced 1! Go me!) while everyone else was celebrating they're last week with no class. Phonetics is finally over, thank god, it might have been the hardest class of my life (still waiting on my final grade). This new Spanish class is going to be hard but I'm kindof excited for it, there are only two other girls in my class, and they're awesome :)
Wednesday was chill, we tried to have a wine and movie night but after about 20 minutes of the Matrix, endless commentary, and the smell of cheap wine, it was time for me to go home and sleep.
Thursday my friend Heather and I spent the day in San Jose with a guy we met from LA. This went against all the rules mom and dad ever told me about trusting strangers, but I'm happy we did. He took us to an older, more historical part of the city and showed us 'El Marcado Central' founded in like 1907 or something like that! So cool, kindof like the market places we visited in Mexico but more... intricate. A person could get lost and we pretty much did! Meet markets, fruits and veggies, enough cheese to stop your heart, mom and pop everything stores, anything you need, you could find it there, and then work out the right price. We were told we were about to get the best ice cream of our lives but it sure took a long time to find it! Hence the title. You'll be happy to know it really was the best ice cream I think I've ever had. (Yeah, even gelato) It's made from ginger root and is almost a slushy kind of texture. You can get it in a cone, cup, with Jell-o (yeah, whoa.), with cream, pretty much anyway you want. Great adventure.
That night we finally visited this theater that had kept cancelling shows when we showed up but luckily we got free tickets because of it. It was a comedy act that was obviously hilarious but I understood probably a third of their jokes, they just talk so fast! By the third act, I'm sorry to say, I was dozing off. A little sick and tired from my exciting day, it was time to go home after that. A few people went to the bars, their second to last night in Costa Rica, who could blame them.
Friday I was still sick, probably because I've been too concerned with my social life to pay attention to my health. After class I took a long, much needed nap and met up with the crew later that night. Mama tica wasn't very pleased about it but she did say that tequila would help my throat. Might as well give it a shot! :) Maybe it helped, but after an hour at the bar everyone was ready to move on to Grammy's (awesome karaoke bar). I said all my sad goodbyes to so many great people.
Met up with Heather and Nick before their flight this morning, and now it's me. Just me and a few other 8 week students, with a couple brand new ones. Just three more weeks left, better soak it all up while I can!
Lots of love, home on the horizon.
Pura vida
Anyway, Tuesday I started my new Spanish class (Advanced 1! Go me!) while everyone else was celebrating they're last week with no class. Phonetics is finally over, thank god, it might have been the hardest class of my life (still waiting on my final grade). This new Spanish class is going to be hard but I'm kindof excited for it, there are only two other girls in my class, and they're awesome :)
Wednesday was chill, we tried to have a wine and movie night but after about 20 minutes of the Matrix, endless commentary, and the smell of cheap wine, it was time for me to go home and sleep.
Thursday my friend Heather and I spent the day in San Jose with a guy we met from LA. This went against all the rules mom and dad ever told me about trusting strangers, but I'm happy we did. He took us to an older, more historical part of the city and showed us 'El Marcado Central' founded in like 1907 or something like that! So cool, kindof like the market places we visited in Mexico but more... intricate. A person could get lost and we pretty much did! Meet markets, fruits and veggies, enough cheese to stop your heart, mom and pop everything stores, anything you need, you could find it there, and then work out the right price. We were told we were about to get the best ice cream of our lives but it sure took a long time to find it! Hence the title. You'll be happy to know it really was the best ice cream I think I've ever had. (Yeah, even gelato) It's made from ginger root and is almost a slushy kind of texture. You can get it in a cone, cup, with Jell-o (yeah, whoa.), with cream, pretty much anyway you want. Great adventure.
That night we finally visited this theater that had kept cancelling shows when we showed up but luckily we got free tickets because of it. It was a comedy act that was obviously hilarious but I understood probably a third of their jokes, they just talk so fast! By the third act, I'm sorry to say, I was dozing off. A little sick and tired from my exciting day, it was time to go home after that. A few people went to the bars, their second to last night in Costa Rica, who could blame them.
Friday I was still sick, probably because I've been too concerned with my social life to pay attention to my health. After class I took a long, much needed nap and met up with the crew later that night. Mama tica wasn't very pleased about it but she did say that tequila would help my throat. Might as well give it a shot! :) Maybe it helped, but after an hour at the bar everyone was ready to move on to Grammy's (awesome karaoke bar). I said all my sad goodbyes to so many great people.
Met up with Heather and Nick before their flight this morning, and now it's me. Just me and a few other 8 week students, with a couple brand new ones. Just three more weeks left, better soak it all up while I can!
Lots of love, home on the horizon.
Pura vida
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