My last few days in Costa Rica... I am sad to be leaving the friends that I have made but I am anxious to go home. I purchased a flight and all I can think about now is seeing my family and friends, sleeping in my own bed, snow and hot sauce!
The last weekend I was there I said goodbye to my host family, Mario and Celina, and packed up my entire pack. After all the souveniers I bought and the 4lbs of dulce de leche I am carrying home for Sam, my pack is definitely heavier than when I left! I am going to need to dump a lot of clothes and extras before I try to get this home.
We got a bus/cab/ferry to the remote Osa Peninsula on the far Eastern side of Costa Rica. I was told my a friend of mine that of all the places she had been, this was her favorite so I knew I needed to go. The trip was long. The landing was wet...we got off the boat with all our stuff as it backed up onto the beach and let us off in the waves. The place was incredibly remote and the beaches incredibly beautiful. We did a jungle hike, went to a Turtle release party on the beach, went snorkling and saw Cano Island. The weekend was fun and I was there with all my new friends. I couldnt help being anxious knowing that soon I would go my own way and the girls would all head back to San Jose, without me!
The last day there we all had busses that would leave within 15 mins of each other which was perfect...that is, until I missed mine, watched the girls pull away and waited an hour and a half alone at night for the next bus. Fortunately, when I got off the next bus I met two Americans who were also headed to the Panama border. I took a taxi with them and crossed the border where I got my very first hostel, alone! I was really nervous and nearly shit my pants when the water in the shower somehow turned on when I was in the other room! Thank god for the TV and air conditioner for background noise. I woke up at every sound. But when I officially woke up in the morning feeling like a bad ass. Here I was on the road, alone. Could I do it??
