Didn't have a lot of time today to post anything. Focused all of our energy to make sure we had everything we needed. Our flight takes off at 6:35am. We plan to be at the airport by 4:00am. Both of us know Costa Rica is where we are supposed to be. Of course we are nervous, of course we have jitters. Flying is anxiety inducing. We have the love and support of each other, our families and the communities we've both build behind us. This is only one part of our journey. In a few short hours from now, around 12:30pm, we'll have safely landed. All our bags are packed, checklists are checked. Breathe in, breathe out, breathe in, Costa Rica, here, we, come.
Today I walked to the nearest grocery store. I'd walked there already a couple times before, but today I actually purchased something. On my way there, I ran into some locals on bikes attempting to ask me how far the nearest chicken farm was. After a couple fumbled attempts at explaining it was only about half a kilometer up the road, I broke out Google translate on my phone. Everybody we've met so far has been super nice and welcoming. I wave at cars as they pass me, and about 60% of the time they wave back. I attempt to say Hola more than Hello, but Hello just comes out naturally. Eventually I will catch on, but it is certainly not this day. Anyway, back to my grocery store journey. The nice man who runs the local store, La Casa, recognized me from a couple days ago. He had asked me if I spoke Spanish. I said, "Not very well, but I'm learning". He just smiled and looked away. I could tell he had no idea what I had just said, and I certainly couldn't...
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