Hello from Costa Rica! Or should I say Hola!
First of sorry that It took me so long to post something. The internet has been down so I have yet to be able to post anything or talk to anyone, I hope that I haven't worried anyone (Mom). Second what you are about to read my seem confusing. It is basically the order in things that happen. so far I have written some, gone off and done something, and then write some more. so things might seem to jump a bit but I want to write things down when they are fresh. so here is what has happened so far. Third, since so much has happened since I have been here I am going to split it up into two.
First off was leaving my family at the airport. I said my goodbyes gave me hugs and kisses (your welcome Pops) and went through security. Before I can even get my shoes back on I get a call from my sister Caralee. She told me that I had to come back and wave to them or else my Mom would start crying, I told Caralee that I hadn't even put my shoes on and that I would wave soon. Well I finished putting my shoes back on and waved goodbye and pointed at my shoes while doing so. Then it was off to my flight.
Boy did the flight here suck. The plane was completely booked except for the seat that was right next to me, so I though the flight was going to be awesome. I would be able to spread out, not bump elbows with someone and get some sleep. however, it was anything but awesome. I took the red eye so we left at 11pm, and I was tired from the start of the plane trip but was never able to find a comfortable position. They didn't give us pillow or anything and the seats were very uncomfortable. Plus the person that was sitting behind me kept moving a lot and hitting my chair with a strong force, making it so that every time I was about to sleep or just feel asleep I would be jolted awake. Total I probably slept for an hour and a half, no more then 15 min at a time.
Customs and immigration was pretty simple, there was only one hick up. I didn't know the address to the YWAM San Jose base that I am staying at. The customs officer told me he couldn't let me go without an address. Luckily I took a screen shot of the PO box for YWAM here and the customs officer said he would let me use that. that could have been a disaster but I do have someone watching out for me so that could have helped.
When I walked out of the airport two YWAM staff where there waiting for me with a sign Noland and Rowey. They told me I was the only one they were picking up in the morning so we went on our way. We pilled into this very rickety van. I counted three spiders webs with spiders and two without. Every time we accelerated the floor of the van vibrated heavily, and when we changed gears the whole car shook violently. I have read a couple of blogs from people who did the same thing that I am doing here at YWAM San Jose and they all at one point had a van break down on them. I can see why now. Also my seatbelt was completely broken and the whole 40 min ride I felt naked without it.
When I got to the base I had a quick breakfast and then took a nap, boy did I need that. I woke up in time for lunch but everyone had already finished and started there jobs already so I ate by myself. I was completely surprised that it wasn't beans and rice. It was meat and rice with salad. The salad however didn't have any dressing. I don't know if they put it away before I got there but I barely eat salad as it is. But I didn't want to waste the food so I did my good old water trick. I take a bite and quickly swallow it down with some water. Salad without any dressing really unappetizing.
I then got a quick tour around the base. If you compare this place to American standards you would say this place isn't that nice, but by what I could tell from Costa Rica so far this place is pretty nice. Personally I really like it. It use to be a coffee processing plant, and then after that it was a design school. Apparently the design school made some modifications and I have no idea what they were thinking. There are doors on the second floor that lead to the outside… with no stairs, just a straight drop off. The stairs to my room are block by another set of stairs at one point so there is at most three feet of clearance.
Most of the staff here live in old shipping containers.They are small! The bed fit just perfectly and then there is about two feet then a desk and dresser, oh and they are bunk beds so two people live in them! My room at home, and the singles at Porter are massive compared to these places.
More students arrived! wooohooo I am not the only student. But still the only student that speaks english… What did I get myself into…
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