This weekend was the first time we didn't travel. And though I guess it's kind of sad we didn't go hike the rainforest, see a volcano, or go to a beach, I think we all needed some chill time. SO on Friday night we just went out to a local place and hung out for awhile. Then Saturday the game plan was to chill by the pool, go by our bus tickets to Panama for spring break, and just do whatever.
Entonces, Saturday around 3:30 we left to go to the forbidden and hated San Jose. We get there around 4, and think perfect! we'll be here about 30 minutes to get our tickets, and then we'll just head home. We get to the ticabus terminal and start to purchase our tickets. For obvious reasons, since this is a bus ticket taking us out of the country, they ask for our passports or a copy of them. Joe, John, and I whip ours out, no problem. But the rest of the group..... whoops. So we ate there for over 2 hours getting passport numbers, printing off tickets, the whole situation was a terrible disaster. Note to all: carry a copy of your passport.
After San Jose, we get back and most people decide to just head home. Joe, Tricia, Carly & I head to get sushi and then watch the Duke/NC basketball game at Hooligan's. Well turns out they're not showing it in Costa Rica, disappointment #2 of the day. So we go home.
Sunday morning: CHURCH!!!!! I had missed it dearly and so I was so excited to have a protestant english-speaking church nearby to try out this Sunday. So we went to International Baptist Church. It was great, very interesting. There were so many different types of people there from all over the world. The pastor is actually from Guthrie, OK and he talks out of the side of his mouth like Gerard Butler. He introduced us to some of their local body's members who were teachers or university students. It was indeed enjoyable to be back in fellowship with other believers. But to be honest, I still really miss Countryside.
After the service, they tell us to ride in a bus for students to Multiplaza. There was some chaos with all that business. They told us to get out, then told us to get back in. Finally a nice lady from Germany, who was black, with an English accent (no joke) offered to drive us there, but she had never driven in Costa Rica before. We were willing to take our chances.
We arrive safely to the Multiplaza, eat lunch, grab ice cream, have friend time, then head out. It was quite the weekend.
Now, it is time to prepare for the Hawk coming to CR for Midpoint Evaluation.
Let's pray he passes me and I didn't come to Costa Rica in vain.
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