The last breath…

It is 11am, I am in Costa Rica just out side of San Jose and our flight leaves at half past two.  Nicaragua was amazing.  We got in on Saturday afternoon and then left from Rivas Thursday morning early.  The people are amazing and the food is great.  It was an amazing experience to go back and see the people and places.  Most of the time was spent trying to track down families, eating with them, and travel on the bus.  I covered the entire western side of the country.  Josh and I split up for a while and met back up on Wenesday afternoon.

Costa Rica is beautiful but not the Switzerland of Central America as I have heard.  I think we have been ripped off more here than anywhere else is Central America.   I guess that is what I get for being so white. It was bound to happen sometime on the trip.  We have only been able to see San Jose and a few outlying towns.  Not the Costa Rica experience I would have like to have had, but a good one none the less. 

We did not make it down to Panama.  But it has left us something to come back for.  Now the trip would start here in Costa Rica and end somewhere in South America.  I am excited to get back to the states although I am sad to leave Central America.  No schedule, no commitments, no school, and no worries has been great for a month.  School starts on the 4th of September, and I am ready except for a small trip out to New York for a few days.  To see a very good friend.