First, there was San Jose... a neat place we will say. Effective as far as a capitol should be. However, if that is where I was going to be staying forever, I don't know if I would have let Joanie go home alone. The city is nice for certain parts, but it was not the lush greens and beautiful beaches that I had prepared in my mind after leaving a snow and ice filled Virginia. Joanie was a trooper though and for how overwhelmed I felt (and I speak Spanish), Joanie did not once let on that she too was having second thoughts. We laughed about it after the fact and things managed to get progressively better. We met up with a mutual friend (thanks again Korey!) Dani, and she let us bend her ear for a while about the in's and out's of Costa Rica. Another gringa that got bit by the bug, and is finding her way back here to "la pura vida". We stayed in Costa Rica Backpackers, a hostel, and had some fun experiences of meeting new people and being able to talk about the right adventures to go on. Joanie and I had a few ideas of things we were interested in doing and after one night in the hostel, we had some good directions to take.
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