I have the Costa Rican bus schedule saved on my laptop but I wont really need it anymore. Not because I’m about to leave but because I’ve already memorized it. That’s the thing. I could have deleted the bus schedule 2 weeks ago because I know when and where the bus to Barva comes and how much it costs to take a bus to Heredia and how long the bus ride is from Barrio Jesus to Santa Barbara is.
I’m excited to go home and see my family but I know it will take some time to re-adapt to the way things used to be. It’s not that I’m going to be upset about having hot water and dishwashers or air conditioning, but I will use them knowing that these are luxuries and not necessities; that I can actually get on pretty well without them.
By the sappiness of this post, I guess it goes without saying that today is my last day in Costa Rica. A beginning and now an end but I rather have had the experience and gone through the pain of saying good bye than not had it at all. I’m going to have to keep telling myself that when I actually have to say good bye tomorrow morning.
Last night, I went out to a nice, seafood restaurant in Santa Barbara called “Banco de Mariscos” with some other volunteers as a going away dinner. Cheesy toasts were made and dramatic things were said and it was a wonderful night filled with invitations to visit and the trading of skype account information.
I started packing this morning and decided to make a pile of all the clothes that I had worn and the clothes that had collected dust in the back of my closet. I was quite surprised that I wore more than half of my clothes…looks like I can still manage to surprise myself occassionally. Since next week is Mothers Day, and I’m going to be gone, I bought a card and a gift basket for Isabel and placed it in my closet for her to eventually find.
After I finished packing, I just went for a walk. I’m not sure where but there were coffee plantations and mountains involved and it was a perfect day to get lost, if there ever was one. We are about to have a family dinner so that I can say good bye to the cousins, aunts, grandmothers and dogs. I helped make picadillo and tamales and put on my party dress (does that sound too 1982?) and now, there is nothing left to do but bid everyone adieu…