I have had a wonderful number of days!! By the way, HAPPY VALENTINES DAY!!!

Some day this week some people in out program went roller skating. It was really really cool and fun!!! Except for the fact that as soon as I got up after wearing my skating shoes I fell straight down onto the floor. Everyone was laughing and I just stayed there waiting for someone to pick me up. My house mate Jamie laughed at me so much, it wasn't a joke anymore. But I am glad that made her night. Considering I had never gone roller skating before, I had an instructor for the entire night. Some nice man called Luis. What would I have done without him? By the end of the night, I was skating on my own!!! So, my first attempt at roller skating was an epic success!!!

On thursday instead of going to dance class, my teacher decided we should go to Castro's bar instead to see people doing the merengue, salsa and cumbia. That was a very interesting night. Before that I went to a karaoke with people. And of course I did not sing. My favorite song was "No scrubs" by TLC.  Sigh....it's been a while ooo!!!! We saw some really talented people at the bar who could really dance. It was interesting to actually see them doing all those twists and turns.

On friday morning, I went with Emily Lee (she also goes to Drake) and two other girls to Montezuma beach. That was a long ride!!! I left the house at 4.30 am to meet up with Emily so we could take a taxi to the Coca Cola station. (By the way, the name of the station and the place is so Ghanaian eh) For some weird reason, you cannot buy tickets ahead of time so you just have to go early to pay and hop onto the bus. We were on the bus for about 2 hours. After we got off the bus and took a ferry across the Nicoya Peninsula. That was really beautiful. I was too tired to appreciate it much at the time, but it was really amazing. That was also about an hour and a half. Then we got back on the bus when we got to the other side of the peninsula and changed buses again to Montezuma. By the time we finally got there I was so tired eh.  This is just by the way. Since I came to Costa Rica, I am struggling to walk so much everyday. I think it's the hills. They are everywhere!!! My thighs will be hurting me kraa. As soon as I checked in into my room, I went straight to the beach!!! Montezuma beach is by far the most beautiful beach I have seen.

Okay, my room. Well, we went to a lodge. Which is in a forest. Hmm... it's an eco lodge, so all these going green things. There were bunk beds in the rooms and of course I took the bottom one. The bathroom has huge windows with nets...but no curtains or anything to cover the windows. So, it's just bare open and the forest is right behind you. The shower curtain was also transparent. All, I could think to myself was, if anything kraa you could have gotten colored showered curtains instead of the transparent one with some blue flowers. I really was immersed in the jungle life. The building was made of wood, there were cabanas around. For some weird reason it reminded me of a setting that will be in a book...someone lost somewhere working in the middle of Africa, struggling to get by. Everyone is trying to create a nice atmosphere, talking, playing cards, no TV...There were many people there as well. People from Netherlands, France etc. But considering I was not in the mood for chit-chatting, I just ignored them.

That night, I just fell asleep, real quick. The next day, we took a little hike to a waterfall. It was a bit dangerous because there were a lot of rocks and someone could have easily slipped. The water was alright, nothing really special. But we could swim in the stream or water body at the bottom. That was cool.  It was pretty deep and you couldn't touch the bottom. Some insane, crazy person decided to climb the rocks on the side of the waterfall and jump down. Well, he survived, but that was not the smartest thing to do, playing with life like that. The spent the rest of the day laying at the beach, writing and reading a bit. It was cool. The place was really laid back. It was a tourist place, but still had a lot of local feel to it.

An old man saw me and he asked me where I was from and I told him Ghana. He started telling me about how he is from the Bahamas and he wants to take pictures of me so he will come and find me later on. EH!!! I was just in shock, I didn't understand. Why? Did he think I was that stupid. Old man bi too. He's not ashamed of himself. Another guy came up to Emily and I and he called me "negrita." Honestly, up till now, I am still wondering if I should be offended by that or not. Negrita paa, s3 me di33 am a negro. Well, it seems that's what they call the black people that live in Costa Rica. And the guy wasn't fine too. Mtcheww. Last but not least, some other guy came up to me and asked me for a lighter. I told him I didn't have one and he asked if i smoke. I said no. Instead of leaving, he started telling me his name is Antonio but all the Americans call him Tony so I can call him that. I just kept on reading, until he left.

The journey back yesterday was also pretty much the same. Bus, bus, ferry, bus. When we getting nearer to San Jose, the bus was going so slow. I did not understand. It was insanely hot and I just wanted to get to the station as soon as possible. To make things worse, they were playing cools. The type that they will be playing in Ghana on the radio during lunch hour. All these Mac Antony songs and Westlife songs. I felt like doing something to the driver. AAhh!!!!

I had planned on watching the Grammy's but my tica mum was watching this dance show we like watching. They do all those Bachata and Cha Cha Cha dances. It's a dance competition for the whole of Central America. It reminded me of the Ghana dance show, "Dance Fever."So, I  guess Grammy's can wait till later.

This country is dull, dull. Valentine's day is like in Ghana. You don't see or hear anything much. Just some few people try. Well, until my next update...

Nos vemos!!!!

This is ridiculous

I dont know how this happened...

So, I was getting ready to leave for a class. I had shaddered fine fine, looking fine n things. I stepped outside the house door, I closed the door...

The metal handle broke.

I don't know how that happened. It just did. Not only the handle, actually half of the whole metal thing. All I could do was just open my mouth wide!!

Went to tell my tica mum about it. Said we will talk about it when I get back. I know I have to pay for this. What sort of unnecessary problem too is this? Mtchheeewww. But for some reason I am having this deja vu that this has happened before..

I have lost keys saaahhh but not broke a handle....anyways