Why I Created This Blog

¡Hola, Bienvenidos a todos!

I am in my fourth year of school majoring in Education and Spanish. I'm from Minnesota and am about to embark on a life changing experience, immersing myself in the language, culture, and pura vida of Costa Rica!

My ultimate goal of going to Costa Rica is to become fluent in speaking Spanish. But along the way, I am going to be visiting a very close friend from high school, experiencing Costa Rican Independence Day and Christmas, traveling to three countries and living on the beach. Oh, and I am taking classes in a university in the capital city, but it goes without debate, most of my learning will be experienced when I am not in a classroom but around the friendly Ticos (name Costa Rican's call themselves) and being out on adventures.

If you're reading this, I miss you, so do your best to let me know what you're up to! And I'll do my best filling you in on my adventures :)

Monday, October 3, 2011

Gettin Rugged in San Antonio

For my "last" weekend (at least for a while) with my friends in Turrialba, we decided to either go dancing or go camping. Well me, I always like to know... "Why can't we do both?" So what we ended up doing was dancing on Friday night, then leave for our camping trip Saturday through Sunday...in the mountains! How rugged!

Here are some photos taken before we went dancing with my friends Juan, Tammy, and Berto...



We danced salsa, merengue, and bachata and I loved every minute of it! I felt like a local. We went to a bar about a mile away in Turrialba. Although it was only a mile, we drove for safety reasons. The room was separate from the bar and had its own small dance floor, tables to sit and watch the dancers, and a DJ. Here is one of the songs they played that night:
Stand By Me (Bachata Version): Prince Royce
It was something memorable because it was so familiar (and partly in English). I like listening to this kind of music any time of day. I am SO GRATEFUL to have been able to learn. And I can not wait until we go again.

The only problem we encountered, which is something to be cautious and careful of even for locals, are the drunks that hang out outside the bar at the end of the night who claim they "watched your car for you" while you were inside. Although even if they wanted a fight they would be too drunk to swing their arm, these people often bring groups of 4 to 10 or more with them who are more than willing to help out their drunk friend get the money he deserves from you. That's why...you always drive or take a taxi if you are staying out late, never walk alone, and always carry 200 colones with you to give just in case you encounter a situation like that.

On a happier note, I'm going to share with you some pictures from camping. Originally, when Tammy and Juan and Berto asked me if I wanted to go "camping" they meant, "stay-in-a-nice-vacation-house-with-mattresses-and-running-water". However, when I heard "camping", I explained to them what I was envisioning. You know, no cars, no running water, just you and the mosquitos under the stars covered by only a thin piece of polyester. 

Apparently that idea intrigued them because without me even knowing it, our plans were changed and the car was packed with tents, blankets, firewood, and food. We were off to a remote location on the side of a mountain. What easy going and adventurous friends I have!


We picked up some meat in the center of town before we headed out. The meat we cooked on our fire in addition to leftover picadillos. It was quite luxurious.
Our campsite. We came after dark, pitched our tent using the lights of the car and a flashlight, and made dinner...


For dessert we had marshmallows and Costa Rican style s'mores...A Chiky cookie (essentially a chocolate cookie sandwich) and a marshmallow) I may have had 1, 2, or 5...


This is the place whose yard we stayed in. Don't worry, we didn't just pick a random backyard. The land belongs to a relative of Berto's.

This was also Juan's first time camping. He survived!

When we woke up in the morning, this is what we saw...
 Some cows in the distance...and up close!

Real close! When we were making breakfast, one came right up to our tents and curious as George, wanted to sniff out the situation. Possibly look cute enough to be given a little breakfast. I may have given it some bread and kool-aid...It sopped it up like a dog! Who knew! Cows like kool-aid. Only strawberry flavor though.

 This little stinker liked to get his nose rubbed then out of nowhere stick out his tongue to lick you! Anyone else ever get licked by a cow? Whew, well now I have. Great! Now I can cross that one off my bucket list!






This is a great shot of the cow wrapping its tongue around Tammy's wrist...ewww!! It was actually quite hysterical because you expect a "lick" to consist of extension and quick retraction of the tongue, right? Well this time he wrapped its tongue around her and didn't move it for a good minute. It felt like five minutes, but who's counting?






 (I think) This is the view from above Turrialba.  Now we've seen it at night and during the day.


2 comments:

  1. Cows' tongues are rough, aren't they? :)

    What's the population of Turrialba?

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  2. haha yes I was not expecting that! Like sand paper! And they are extremely sticky too, for a second I thought my whole arm was going to end up in his mouth..yick!

    According to Tammy, Turrialba has 50,000 people living in town and about 20,000-30,000 people in the outskirts. It's small enough where every time we walk around, my friends see someone they know.

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