Saturday:
Spanish Level: Let it suffice to say, good thing I’m not going home today. Spanish still needs lots of work! When we went to Catholic church tonight, there is a time in the mass where everyone shakes hands and says “peace be with you” = “con paz” in Spanish. I didn’t know what they were saying so I ended up saying “que pasa” = what’s up? (They sound the same to me in Spanish…eeek!!!!!!!)
Today was the best day so far in Costa Rica. First thing in the morning I went out on a catamaran trip, we saw a sea turtle and some dolphins, snorkeled a while with some tame and bold sergeant majors and then we got to see a whale and her calf! Stephen from my school came too. It was great but mostly just being on the catamaran, Tom Cat, was wonderful to me. They cooked us a great lunch of fish kabobs and fresh fruit, with an open bar, what more could anyone ask for? The catamaran is owned by some guy from the states, Steve (I’m beginning to notice a pattern here with the USA owners). The guides on the boat were bilingual so I got to practice some with them.
After the catamaran I headed to the beach. On the bus I ran into Gary, another of my classmates. He wanted to check into a hotel, so we went to about 3 of them near the school. One of them was a Gay and Lesbian hotel (the attendant informed us immediately as I suppose he thought we were together). This was the only hotel that was booked for the weekend by the way, all the rest had vacancy, which made me wonder if Quepos is the place to go in Costa Rica if you’re homosexual? While touring the hotels we saw some monkeys so that was pretty exciting. Gary ended up staying at Hotel Nicholas, which reminded me of Nick.
After the beach I went home for church… well you already read about part of my experience at church. They don’t have missiletes so I told Carmen I wouldn’t know when to stand up or sit or kneel. I wish I had talked to Aunt Nancy before getting here and had her fax me a copy of some of the prayers in Spanish like the Apostles Creed and the Our Father at least. I wonder if God counts your going to church when you don’t understand any of what they are saying?? All I know is we didn’t win the cake they were raffling off.
After church we went out to dinner. Wilbert was at work. We walked to a chicken place but Stephanie wanted pizza so we left for a pizza place. The meal was very interesting with Carmen and Stephanie. We looked around at all the people in the place and Carmen told me about the locals she knew and we made fun of the gringos. Afterwards we took some pizza to Wilbert at work. His work is just on the other side of town. Carmen’s nephew is a cab driver so he drove us. It was a fun and busy day.
Spanish Level: Let it suffice to say, good thing I’m not going home today. Spanish still needs lots of work! When we went to Catholic church tonight, there is a time in the mass where everyone shakes hands and says “peace be with you” = “con paz” in Spanish. I didn’t know what they were saying so I ended up saying “que pasa” = what’s up? (They sound the same to me in Spanish…eeek!!!!!!!)
Today was the best day so far in Costa Rica. First thing in the morning I went out on a catamaran trip, we saw a sea turtle and some dolphins, snorkeled a while with some tame and bold sergeant majors and then we got to see a whale and her calf! Stephen from my school came too. It was great but mostly just being on the catamaran, Tom Cat, was wonderful to me. They cooked us a great lunch of fish kabobs and fresh fruit, with an open bar, what more could anyone ask for? The catamaran is owned by some guy from the states, Steve (I’m beginning to notice a pattern here with the USA owners). The guides on the boat were bilingual so I got to practice some with them.
After the catamaran I headed to the beach. On the bus I ran into Gary, another of my classmates. He wanted to check into a hotel, so we went to about 3 of them near the school. One of them was a Gay and Lesbian hotel (the attendant informed us immediately as I suppose he thought we were together). This was the only hotel that was booked for the weekend by the way, all the rest had vacancy, which made me wonder if Quepos is the place to go in Costa Rica if you’re homosexual? While touring the hotels we saw some monkeys so that was pretty exciting. Gary ended up staying at Hotel Nicholas, which reminded me of Nick.
After the beach I went home for church… well you already read about part of my experience at church. They don’t have missiletes so I told Carmen I wouldn’t know when to stand up or sit or kneel. I wish I had talked to Aunt Nancy before getting here and had her fax me a copy of some of the prayers in Spanish like the Apostles Creed and the Our Father at least. I wonder if God counts your going to church when you don’t understand any of what they are saying?? All I know is we didn’t win the cake they were raffling off.
After church we went out to dinner. Wilbert was at work. We walked to a chicken place but Stephanie wanted pizza so we left for a pizza place. The meal was very interesting with Carmen and Stephanie. We looked around at all the people in the place and Carmen told me about the locals she knew and we made fun of the gringos. Afterwards we took some pizza to Wilbert at work. His work is just on the other side of town. Carmen’s nephew is a cab driver so he drove us. It was a fun and busy day.
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Cake raffle, homosexual hotels, beach, kabobs, pizza, snorkeling, boat ride, sea turtles & church... Where are you really? Costa Rica spanish school or Grand Cayman, or University of Florida?
Pronto casa
Me too. Me too.
We two.
Hey! Catch me some bugs while you're there. You can smuggle them home in all that luggage.
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