Not good bye, see you later.

Tica grandparents in the Chevy Nova

Semana santa is here , and the final count down is really becoming FINAL... Im going home in 10 days .. T E N days. Its really an inexplicable feeling having to leave this place I've called home for 3 months, knowing I have a real life back in Boston ...

Dona Mercedes getting ready for the beach

Today I had to say my first permanent goodbye, which was to my "tica grandparents" dona mercedes who has grown in my heart so fondly that I love her like she was my very own grandma. Never have I enjoyed being in the company of elderly people like i enjoy sitting around the table having a cup of coffee with dona mercedes, dona mencha ( the neighbor) and don edgar.


Me and Anabel went for our last beach adventure to herradura, because we had promised mercedes we'd come back. WE brought her little dresses , and I gifted her my fedora and staple vera bradley satchel that I have worn every single day of my life in an jose. and as usual she prepared us mounds of food and fruits, always so hospitable. We went to the beach in the evening and watched the sunset , as she told us stories about when she first moved to herradura and how the whole family would come to the beach and campout with bonfires and tents. She's such a joy to be with, it really hurt me to have to part ways, and even more to know that she may or may not be around when I ever decide to go to Costa Rica and thats something that she isn't in denial about either. Anabel and I 's hearts would melt when she'd mention it. before she left she said "make sure you don't forget us" and Im tearing up as I write this... ( hold on a second as I compose myself ) ** lol

Humble abode in Herradura

but , any how, its impossible to forget such a beautiful soul. someone who has demonstrated exactly how life should be lived , with family , with unconditional love and worry free even in the toughest of times, working hard for yourself and for those you love.

After an eternal morning in the sun me and Anabel came back for lunch and kept our eyes on the clock as we knew the time was approaching to set on our way back to San Jose. They drove us to the bus stop in their antique chevy nova and dona mercedes got out of the car and gave us a hug and kiss, as i held back my lil bitchy tears telling her we'd miss her. What really breaks my lil heart is that later this evening  My tico dad said he had just gotten off the phone with his grandma and that she said that once we left she began to cry and didn't want us to leave. Isn't that just darling ? how we just grew so close over the course of a week or so ?


That's love and appreciation right there, and whether or not we meet again i'm so very glad to have crossed paths.