Personal Reflection

Coming to Costa Rica I knew a little bit about what to expect. It is very similar to Mexico, the way the meals are prepared and even some of the meals. They eat with tortillas! What I was most surprised about was the taxis. I’ve never heard of anyone pirating a taxi. I’ve made the mistake of speaking English in the taxis many times, so they keep overcharging us. What the heck! That is so frustrating when you can’t trust someone, which is common here in Costa Rica. They tell us so many stories here about tourists who have been robbed or held at gun point. I feel like there’s ticos out there with knives and guns just waiting for us. I feel so unsafe here. Juliana even told me a story about how her cousin (a tico) got jumped and robbed twice in one night, by the same people. I want to say that this would never happen in the EEUU, but I know it does.
Did I mention it rains here like every single day? It’s a wonder how these people aren’t pruney all the time! I actually bought an umbrella the other day, but them Juliana accidently lost it that same day.
I love the people here, they are so exotic looking!
So about our host family. I’m not going to lie they are a little odd, but never the less they are welcoming. Carlos (the husband) has his own snow cone business and is a tour guide for cruise ships. He even works with (some big company that I forgot) and evaluates other tour guides performance. Pretty cool! Anyways, so everything’s going great, and as you can see I’m still alive. Hasta luego, y Pura Vida!