I have safely arrived in Costa Rica. We just finished breakfast at our hostel run by two brothers wearing Bob Marley shirts. We´re about to leave for the small beach town we´ll be staying at for the next week. That means a four hour drive, after an entire day of travel yesterday (at least this one will be scenic). All three of my flights had some complication: CT to Charlotte was missing a passenger, Charlotte to Houston had electrical problems, and Houston to Costa Rica encountered fog making us land in Panama to refuel and turn around. But I got here. I met everyone in Houston and it seems like a great group, ten girls and six boys from all over the country with completely different backgrounds. Strangers now but not for long.
With a delicious Costa Rican breakfast in my belly, it´s time to go.