To my fellow blog followers I am incredibly sorry that this
has taken me over a month to get on here!
Twice in one year. Only Wirlan could have predicted it…
Wirlan always said that I would come back to Costa Rica at some point but who
knew it would be so soon. But here
I am back in Costa Rica, arriving 364 days since I last arrived in Costa Rica.
I was originally trying to study abroad in Monterrey, Mexico
and take language intensive courses then complete a co-op for an organization
called CIC, Centro de Integracion Ciudadana, which translates to the Center of
Integration of the Population. The organization acts as a median between the
people and the government to try and improve policies and infrastructure in
Monterrey, Mexico. The
organization sounded perfect, however, Mexico is on the State Department
travel-warning list, which means that Northeastern will not allow students to
go to that country and after attempting to appeal this regulation I was still
denied. However, an advisor (I
will not name names hehe) made me believe that I there was a decent possibility
that the waiver would be approved so I held on the hope that it would be
approved until November when they finally got back to me with a huge, heart
crushing, NO. Because Northeastern
took so long to come to this decision they reached out to a couple of Spanish
language intensive programs that would still allow me to participate even if
the deadline had pass… where were those programs… Chile and Costa Rica! I’m
sure Chile would have been great but after living in 3 different countries and
moving every 4-6 months the idea of moving somewhere were I already had friends
and a network of people sounded fabulous. So here I am back in Costa Rica
taking language intensive courses at the University of Veritas.
Luna. Luna. Luna. I am living with my friend Anais, I
mentioned her a bit the last time I blogged while I was here. Anais has a two-bed room apartment and
a cat named Luna. On my first day in Costa Rica when I got to Anais’ she showed
me around her apartment (she moved since I was here last). I asked if she had
any petpevs and she said no but it turns out her pet has a few pevs. She then
explained a few things that I needed to keep an eye on when living with Luna… I
came to learn that it would not be hard to live with Anais but the problem
would be … living with Luna.
Cats tend to have a stereotype of being independent keeping
to themselves but Luna Oh, Luna she is the reason that is a stereotype not a
fact… She is anything but independent. She is needy, always wants attention, to
be pet and smothered with love. As far as living with Luna it is like living
with an infant… Bathroom door must be closed at all times or else, any towel
hanging up will be knocked down, the toilet paper will be ripped apart and all
over the floor and anything laying around is bound to be Luna-fied. The sponge
in the kitchen must be put in the cupboard and any small cords lying around
will also be Luna-fied. As for my room, it is a little adventure land for Luna
/ Luna seeing how she can torture me on a daily basis. She is obsessed with
hair ties, she sniffs them out, she looks through my bags and if there is a draw
open she immediately investigates. I have learned to be cautious as to where I
place my hair ties. Her latest and greatest curiosity/snack time in my room is
my newly purchased plant. Seriously?! Yes. If I walk out of my room leave my
door open for 5 minutes when I come back in she is on the dresser munching away
at my plant. So my poor plant now looks like… This….
The Flowers are beautiful...
but the leaves...
or non existant leaves.
And now you are about to be bombarded with a million pictures of Luna...
Here you have sexy Luna...
Luna helping me procrastinate and being a pain in the butt
Luna getting in trouble in the cupboards...
Luna making herself at home in my room.
Luna aking a nap in my drawer.
Luna and her styling watch.
Luna really enjoyed the movie I was watching... but she made a better door than a window for me.
Now, I promise I had good intentions. So me trying to be
active and save a few bucks on bus fare thought it would be a great idea to buy
a bike to bike to school. So stupid… in oh so many ways… First, the bike ride
from Anais’ to Veritas is about 6 miles… uphill (at least its downhill on the
way home). Secondly, the biker population in San Jose is about 1%, which means
that drives are not used to bikers nor are they fans of them. It also means
that “bike lanes” do not exist… not that lanes really exist anyways because
people drive like animals here so biking in San Jose can only be described as a
good ole near death experience … every 5 seconds. But stubborn ole Molly here
is still determined to bike to school a few days a week and teach the Costa
Ricans how to deal with bikers! I
have been biking to school on days that I only have one class (2-3 days a week)
and it is just thrilling… not kidding about the near death experience every 5
minutes. My favorite experience so far was watching 9 consecutive cars take a
left turn without turning on their blinker… and no it was not a left hand turn
only lane.
Going to the beach in January. A few weekends ago I went to Manuel
Antonio, a beach about 3.5 hours south of San Jose, with a small group of
students from my University. It
was one of the places that I regretted not going to the first time I was here
so I had to make it the second time! At Manuel Antonio I enjoyed the best
Camarones con arroz (Shrimp with rice) and I got to see a sloth in the wild!
A view on the bus ride to Manuel...
Lizard!
Sloth!!!!!
White face monkey
A family of American Raccoons... one of them stole someones entire bag of unopened chips on the beach...
A different type of monkey ... sorry I don't know the name.
Panoramic of the Beach.