Crystal Learns Spanish

When life gives you lemons... make lemonade. When work gives you the ultimatum... go to Costa Rica to learn Spanish! My mom says my life "is a do-over". Im not so sure about that. But the opportunity has come in my mid 30's to do something I’ve dreamt of for years; travel abroad and learn the Spanish language. This blog is for my friends and family to enjoy the tales of my experience.

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Vivacious, honest, outgoing gal. Currently between jobs. Traveling abroad under the guise of learning Spanish. (just kidding dad)

Sunday, September 03, 2006

Sunday:
Spanish Level: Well no improvement from yesterday really but I did practice some today with some girls from Buenos Aires I met in the park.

This morning when I got up I took a trip to Manuel Antonio National Park. In line for the bus I met a guy named Thomas, a gringo, working here for the Fund for Costa Rica. Not sure what he was doing but he spoke Spanish pretty well and he helped me out with some of mine. He lives with a host family too. I talked to some locals standing in line and someone else on the bus. Apparently even the Costa Ricans here on the weekends are not from Quepos but are tourists. Everyone has such stories to tell.

At the park it was high tide so I had to take a boat about 100 yards to get to the entrance, in the afternoon the boats are not necessary. I took a guided tour and the guide was pretty good. Our group ended up being half and half English/Spanish speaking and our guide was bilingual. IT WAS HOT!!!!! We saw a lot of animals, Jesus Christ lizards (named because they can run on top of water), 2 and 3 toed sloth, iguana, spiders, snakes, bugs, crab, frogs etc. but no monkeys (boo). My guide and two girls from Argentina talked to me in Spanish a little for practice. At the end of the tour, I don’t know what I was thinking, but I took this off path our guide said went to a waterfall. Now those of you who know me know this is not normally something I would opt to do, hike through literally “the jungle” on a “not so good trail” for 20 minutes into the woods. But I made it to the waterfall and back and lived another day!!!
After all that, the day was shot. I was exhausted. I went home and packed for Hotel Kamuk for the night so I could call GA on the Vphone.

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