Bienvenidos a Costa Rica

So, I arrive at Juan Santamaria Airport in Alajuela, just out of San Jose and David's house mate, Max picked me up. Immediately, I could see this was a different world. There is so much GREEN everywhere. Granted, this is the rainy season and plants do like rain...

So many people here ride bicycles and motorcycles and the motorcyclists have basically no rules on the road as long as they're wearing a helmet and a reflective vest and most of them don't even do that. They weave in and out of traffic with seemingly no regard to their own safety or that of anyone else on the road. The roads are so neglected that you have to dodge potholes like you're playing a video game. The ride home from the airport was interesting, to say the least.

I was very lucky that David offered me to stay in this home even if he couldn't make it back down to Costa Rica by the time I got down there. I don't know how else to describe his home better than basically a big tree house. It's part inside, part outside, cloths for bedroom doors, solar shower, the kitchen opens up to a nine foot deep pool with no roof covering it. There are trees and plants throughout the house with incredible glass doors and windows and plenty of natural light. The balcony and the top deck are both great places to watch the sunset. It's absolutely gorgeous!

Later that night, we picked up Rocky from the airport and spent a quiet night at the house since he got in pretty late. It was nice to see his face and I was very excited that he wanted to come share part of this adventure with me.