With the mid-way point of session two approaching there has been a lot of reflection on how we will feel when we return to the United States. I personally am starting to get ready to come home but I am also starting to feel more and more like I live here. Putting toilet paper in the trash can is second nature, cold water is expected, waiting is natural and well English is HARD!
I planned to keep things low-key this weekend but of course you can’t hide from adventure here…
Or quick shoot over to San Jose area to see Harry Potter turned into an unsuccessful exciting adventure. A girl who came with had to pick up a package that her parents sent her… which ended up being a wild goose chase to the airport and then finally a remote loading dock... put us at the mall in Heredia at 5:30 when all the tickets were sold out. We were extremely bummed but people had to return because they had class commitments on Saturday. The mall was weird though, I almost fit in with blonde hair! I also had arroz con leche caramel flavor! We ended having to take a crazy bus that seemed to stop every five minutes on the way back and didn´t get to Puntarenas until 1:00 but oh man did I sleep good.
Saturday was more low key… we enjoyed the carnival, watched the Puntarenas scrimmage in the stadium by my house, drank smoothies but things got complicated when I tried to cook:
Collin brought me cake mix when he came to visit so I planned to cook heath bar cake, I figured my family would love it due to the obsession with condensed milk here. They put it on ice cream, rice, marshmallow. And I figured the other ingredients would be easily to find. Assumption wrong. They do not have cool whip, caramel ice cream topping or heath bar in my town. I was ready to resort to regular icing but that is also not present…
So I figured I can use dulce de leche, make my own whipping cream, and frozen caramel candy!
| Close… and well its gluten free and somewhat like bread so I WILL eat it and enjoy it! |
The highlight of the cooking process may have been the mid-break snack. We only made a 9x9 pan so we had half a can of condensed milk and dulce de leche left. I suggested ice cream and well Annemarie, my brother and I were practically laying on the floor because we were all having sugar overloads.
Sunday brought another exciting church trip. Annemarie and I were under the impression that it was Protestant and were very excited for the opportunity to having something a little more similar to home but turns out it was Pentacostal… I could handle the flag dancing and sweaty screaming preacher (I actually could understand a good portion this time J) but the people falling on the ground when the Pastor touched them and the Mariachi band that showed up at the end threw me for a loop! Also on the way out we say a traditional Costa Rican parade for the festival. The typical tradition though is that clowns dress up and chase and whip the young women and children… I was honestly scared.
| We enjoyed the carnival in Puntarenas a lot too. |
The only thing I am going to call a real disappointment is that the fireworks for the festival NEVER happened L. I developed a fireworks obsession last summer viewing
F.y.i I am eating queque right now and LOVING it.