I´m american again

It is all done... I am no longer a Costariccence. I am sad.

I am currently chilling in the Dallas Airport and experiencing a whirl-wind of emotions. Say goodbye is hard always, especially when you are all returning to such dramatically different lives and locations.

My final day was a perfect send off.  We had our final exams in the morning and everyone did well, we spent the afternoon on the beach getting our last touch of color, Annemarie and I went to the centro to run our final errands.  Annemarie was on a mission to spend all her colones and it was a lot of fun to shop with a buy crazy Annemarie.

We had NACHOS! From my favorite soda, I played with Ignacio and watching cooking shows with my madre. As a family we watched the soccer game, A fairly intense one where my brother appeared to be cheering for the wrong team.

It was nice to have everything all packed away, sitting and relaxing was the ONLY option. We then went for our final beach ride around town and my parents dropped me off at La Mesa (a specific cement table where I had out with all my tico friends). That was a hard HARD goodbye. My family said lots of nice things, and I tried to say lots of nice things too. This is a time when I wished I would have practiced my flash cards more ;)

Most of us took a group bus to the airport, another hard goodbye to the friends that stayed behind, it felt crazy to think this was the last time I was seeing all this.

It was nice to all take the same flight to Dallas but then it just got harder. I am the only one left now waiting for my 8:30 p.m. flight to visit friends in Georgia. We moved from gate to gate saying goodbyes; Annemarie was the last one and the worst one. I left her walking down the hallway crying. I am so glad for all the relationships I made but right now praying that I survive without them. We were like family.