The mariposa museum.
I still have no idea what in the world our guide was doing in the air.
My mama tica. She took care of me everyday, took an interest in my life, made me food, washed my clothes, made my bed, painted my nails, and straitened my hair. I think I was kind of like her doll. Could she be cuter?
The traditional Costa Rica breakfast.
My hermana tica.
My family. It is strange to think that I may never see them again.The whole plane ride home I had the song "God Bless the USA" stuck in my head. What can I say, I guess I just love the comforts of home.
2 comments:
i laughed out loud twice.
1. your guide soaring in the air. what tha?!?
2. imagining you with a grin on your face humming 'God Bless the USA' on your flight home.
i can' wait to see you soon!
I totally asked myself if you were her doll before I read it. haha. Your guide in the air, how in the world? He should be able to control it since he does it a lot, right? God Bless the USA, that is so great. I get to see you soon, yesssssss!!!!!!
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