Letters from Costa Rica: San Jose

December 21, 2011
SJO International Airport, San Jose, CR

This has been an insane experience. I am sitting in Restaurante Malinche laughing, tired, and kinda stinky.

Phil is still en route to Costa Rica after missing his flight this morning. I am thoroughly exhausted thus whiny, but I am enthralled by the fact that I am in Costa Rica.

Things keep going wrong. Right now I am in a restaurant and starving. Why? Because I’m afraid to ask if they accept American dollars. And even though I’m in the city, I’m still scared of the water. And OMG — I just saw two cute guys pass by. I love Costa Rica!

And just like that — with the sight of Costa Rican beauty and sneaking the dried apples I brought from home into my mouth — all is well. I’ve still got an hour or two for Phil to get here. Also, I’m shaking like a leaf. Nerves or hunger.