Graham Finally Arrives...

5th-13th July

Wow!  What a week it has been.  I arrived, started a new jobk found a flat and got to know the city a bit.  Everything seemed to move in a blurry whirlwind - except actually getting here, of course.

Don't get me started on my trip here.  I have never experienced a trip like it.  38 hours from the UK to Costa Rica.  What an absolute nightmare!  The story, if you haven't heard it already, goes like this...

Sarah and I arrived at London Heathrow Airport in good time because we wanted to have a last coffee together before she headed back to Oxford and I headed to Costa Rica.  I was a little worried because the day before I had tried to check in online, but had been unsuccessful.  After several phone calls to the airline and to Opodo, the agent, neither of them could work out why I couldn't check in, so they told me just to check in at the airport.  They reassured me that everything would be fine.

So, we arrived at the airport and I went to check in.  It took the guy checking me in about 20 seconds to work out the problem - as my plane was stopping for 3 hours in the United States (New York), I needed to have an ESTA (a transit visa).  I didn't have one.  He said I couldn't check in.  So, we asked him what we should do and he said that I could get an ESTA online.  We thanked him and dived for our phones.  We frantically found a website that would sell us one - knowing we had about three hours before the check in desk closed, and I applied.  I had to pay an extra £100 for the privelidge of doing so.  I then received a message saying the application would take 12 hours to process.  

On the website, there was a link to the company's WhatsApp.  So I sent them a message explaining the situation and begging them to please hurry as I didn't want to miss my flight.  To their credit, they rushed through the application and I received by ESTA just as the check in desk was closing.  The man told me - at that point - that if I had used the official website to order my ESTA it would have arrived within an hour.  I thanked him for waiting until that moment to tell me!

Anyway, we were able to check in.  I grabbed my boarding passes, was reassured by the check in guy that I would make the plane, and then we joined the line for passport control.  The problem was that earlier that morning there had been a bomb scare in our terminal and they'd evacuated the building.  This meant that the queue for check in was about a mile long (no exaggeration).  I looked at my watch.  It was already time for the plane to take off.

I shuffled forward and kept looking at my watch.  I asked the security guards if I could be bumped up the line.  There was an apology, but a very firm no.  Then things started to go wrong...

The airline rang and said I had a few more minutes to get to the plane, or they would be taking off without me.  I shuffled forwards...I looked at my watch...I sweated a bit.  The phone rang again.  I had been diesmbarked.  My bags had been taken off and I would be allocated a seat on a different flight.  

The lady on the phone from the airline asked me to wait while she checked for other flights.  She then rang back about ten minutes later and said that she couldn't do the re-booking and that I had to ring the airline in New York.  I did, and it cost a fortune.  I spent a long time on hold.  Eventually someone answered and, after I explained, they said I needed to speak to Opodo.  I rang them.  They said it was up to the airline.  Telephone tennis ensued.  Eventually I got through to a manager at the airline.  They explained that I had bought a non-refundable ticket and that I wasn't entitled to any compensation.  They put the phone down.  That was the end of that part of the story.

That left Sarah and I in Heathrow Airport wondering what to do.  The only thing for it was to book another plane ticket for me.  We found one going via Mexico City in the evening from London Heathrow.  So, I got my bag back from Jet Blue Airlines and we went for some food.  I had a long time to wait before the flight, and so things grew strangely calm again, eventhough I was a little angry and frustrated after what had happened.

Eventually, Sarah and I parted and I went to Mexico City.  I had a six-hour layover in the airport!  This passed surprisingly quickly as I grabbed some more food, had a drink, browsed round the shops and had a nap.  

Finally, I was on my way to Costa Rica.  The plane took off from Mexico City and made it all the way to San Jose... then it circled, and circled, and circled.  There was an announcement that the weather conditions made it hard to land in San Jose and that we were being rerouted.  We landed in Nicaragua and were there for about 45 minutes.  It was beautiful as the airport is just next to a big lake, but I wasn't really in a fit state to appreciate the beauty of it.

Finally, we took off again and I landed in Costa Rica.  That was a journey of 38 hours door to door.  Not one I really want to repeat.  Please don't let this stop you coming over to Costa Rica.  What happened to me is very unlikely to happen to you.  Just remember your transit visa if you are going to the States.

 

The First Five Weeks Flying Solo

10th August 2024

I was surprised how quickly things moved once my feet hit the ground (after 38 hours in the air - see my previous post).  

I arrived on a Friday, settled in to accommodation provided by the school on Saturday and Sunday, and then started work on the Monday.  That was a rapid turn around, and, to be honest, when I started teaching I still felt I was getting over my flight.  Thankfully, the students were lovely and they helped me to quickly find my feet.

The accommodation was in a homestay with a lovely Tico lady called Ana, and her son - and their dog who was a little over-friendly.  There was very limited internet, and all my classes (except one) were online, and so I went to the school each day to teach.  This was quite good as it got me out of the house, and helped me to meet the manager and the Academic Director at the school, who are lovely.

It wasn't long before I had arranged to be shown some flats that Sarah and I could rent.  I was shown one that has a great view, over some gorgeous mountain, from the lounge window.  I fell in love with this place as soon as I saw it - especially as it is in a good location, and I decided to take it.

Two weeks after arriving, I was in our own flat.  The fun then started of walking to the shops each day, between lessons, to buy bedding, cutlery, and all the necessaries to build a life here.  Thankfully, Uber taxis are cheap and efficient here, and so I was able to ferry stuff back from the shops easily.

It wasn't long before I was starting to feel at home.  I was getting used to the job, the flat was in a liveable state, I'd discovered the local supermarkets (there are three nearby), and... then I realised there was something missing.  Well, not something but someone.  It was at this point that I started to really miss Sarah.

To distract myself at the weekend, I found the time to join a local church, visit museums, go on a walking tour and start to work a bit more on my Spanish.

There are three main museums in San Jose.  The Gold Museum (which tells the story of the history of Costa Rica really clearly - including explaining how important Gold was to its development), The Jade Museum (which was good, but very repetitive), and The National Museum (which has a great building and a pretty butterfly house).

I also managed to get out of the city for a long weekend.  I took a three hour bus ride to an area called Manuel Antonio.  This is a national park that has lots of monkeys (Capuchin, Howler), birds (including Tucans), and other impressive flora and fauna - including some great beaches.  This was a lovely trip, apart from the fact that I had a covid-like cold and felt a bit rough.  I want to go back again with Sarah when I'm feeling a bit better.

One of the big challenges was that my sciatica has been playing up.  I was being shown around the factory where one of my students works, and I had to stop the tour because I simply couldn't walk any further - my leg was too sore.  I'm going to do some research and find a friendly chairopractor here, to see if they can help.

The highlight, of course, was when I went, with a good friend I made here, to the airport and collected Sarah.  She's now here and I feel like the adventure can finally, after a 38-hour journey here and five, at times, quite lonely weeks, begin in earnest.  

Settling In

16th September 2024

Things move fast for us here, it seems.  Sarah has found a job, we have joined a bilingual church, we've had a holiday in a beautiful area on the Caribbean coast, and we've made a start in getting a 'Chat Cafe' started.  This was all very exciting, so let me explain a little more.

When Sarah arrived, we thought it would be great for her to get some Spanish language lessons for a while as she was looking for work.  She enrolled at a local language school, where the course was two-weeks long.  She enjoyed her time and, as well as learning the lingo, she also had a dance class (!) and a couple of cooking classes.  Another feature of this course was that the school had lots of students who were learning English with them, and so they paired up an English speaking student with a Spanish speaking student so that they could do a language exchange (or a 'tandem' as they called them).  Sarah still meets with one of the people she was in a 'tandem' with.

While she was studying, she was also job hunting.  She had a couple of interviews and has landed a job at an International School (Europe School).  She will be taking over the Year 6 class from a teacher who leaves in October, so, at the moment, Sarah is acting as the school librarian.  It is a great school, with nice grounds and friendly staff and students.  The one drawback is the commute, which is about an hour each way.  We're thinking that if we stay a second year, we might move nearer to the school (especially as nearly all my teaching is on-line).

Another interesting thing about the school is it has a no-screens policy for the primary students.  That means no phones in class for them, no videos can be shown in the class by the teacher, and no interactive whiteboards.  There is also a limit on the amount of photocopying that can be done, and all the documents that teachers might want to print and copy need to be approved by the head first.

Graham's work as been relatively tame in comparision.  No major dramas, but I am continuing to enjoy the classes.  One of my students is the Spanish cultural attache at the Spanish Embassy in San Jose.  He's a lovely guy, but I made a bit of a faux pas.  On the 15th September, Costa Rica celebrates getting its independence from Spain.  asked my Spanish student how he was going to celebrate.  Oops!  Thankfully, he has a good sense of humour and a gentle temprament.

We had the opportunity to have a lovely holiday for a few days.  We took a four-hour bus ride from San Jose to a small, usually quiet area called Cahuita.  The bus was comfortable and the only problem with the travelling was when the bus on the way home broke down at the bus station and we had to wait for a replacement to come along.

Cahuita has both a couple of beautiful beaches, and a national park - where there are lots of interesting animals and birds to see.

The first night wasn't quite as we expected it to be.  We had chosen Cahuita because it is a quiet, peaceful village where not much happens and you can enjoy the gentle sounds of nature... or so we thought.  On the first night we were there the village was playing host to an Afro-caribean music festival.  This meant that there was loud music until about 3am.  Our beds were vibrating with the soundwaves.  Not quite what we had come for.  Still, the next couple of nights were really peaceful.

It was a holiday of unexpected things.  For example, when we checked into the room at the hostel, we noticed there was a mosquito net hanging above the bed.  Being highly experienced travellers, we looked at the net and decided we didn't need it.  So, we slept without it.  The first morning, when we woke up, Sarah took a photo of my back.  She'd never seen quite so many mosquito bites in one place!  We've now learned that if there is a mosquito net, there is probably a need for it!

Another unexpected thing was when we were walking in the rainforest.  It was a cloudy day and, as we were standing under some trees, I said to Sarah - look, it's raining.  She looked confused, and said it wasn't raining where she was standing.  Then we looked up and spotted the howler monkey who was... well, I'll leave the end of that to your imagination. 

A similar incident happened as we were walking back to the accommodation and spotted a beautiful blue and black poison-dart frog on the path.  We were busy admiring that when we realised it had started raining again.  Being wise from the previous experience, we looked up and spotted an iguana who also who had felt the need at that moment to... well, you know.

A final surprise was the first time we saw a sloth.  We were sitting under a shelter in the park (no, not sheltering from the howler monkey), and a couple of Americans came running up, telling us to look in the tree above where we were sitting.  We did and saw a sloth moving quite fast (they can if they want, apparently).  This guy was escaping from and eagle that was trying to eat it for lunch.  It clambered up into the tree and sat in the most densley packed branches it could find - out of the eagle's grasp.  We were fortunate enough to see two more sloths in the park.  These were being more slothful and weren't moving at all.

Apart from all these adventures, we are doing well.  Graham's sciatica is getting better, thanks to numerous visits to the chiropractor here.  He's also had a stomach bug for a while and seems to be recovering well from that.

Our next project is to start and English club, in association with a few of the churches in the local area, for people who want to practice some conversational English.  We'll probably meet for about 90 minutes or so on a Saturday morning over a coffee with whoever wants to come.  We've done this in a few other places and it has proved to be quite popular, so we'll give it a go.  More about this in the next blog.

 

 

 

 

 

Still Settling In

13th October 2024

So, we are now settled and life has gone from everything being new and novel, to life being a bit more routine (although certainly not boring). That said, we still feel like newbies and are still enjoying exploring in our free time. 

Sarah has done just over a month at the European school in her role as librarian, but the real work starts in a week’s time when she starts as the Year 6 teacher. She’s had lots of time to prepare for this role but as it’s a long time since she has been a primary school teacher is quite apprehensive about that. One good thing about working in a school is the holidays, and at the moment she has 2 weeks holiday. We haven’t gone away as Graham is working (He has a short term break the week after Sarah starts!) but we have made the most of the time together doing day trips and fun things. 

We went to the old capital city, Cartago, to look at the main sights there - the ruins of the old church and the new cathedral home of La Negrita. This is a small statue of a black Madonna which was found by an indigenous girl collecting firewood in the 1600s. She took it home but it disappeared. The next day she found it again in the same place and again took it home. Once more it miraculously returned to the rock near the spring where she had found it. She took it to the Bishop who took it to the church that was being rebuilt after a series of  earthquakes. Of course it vanished from there as well . Eventually it was decided to build a new church on the rock near the spring and that this church would be open to all classes of people. This is the cathedral we visited and were able to see the black Madonna and the spring - all very impressive. 

Another tourist trip we have done recently was to the University of Costa Rica. This is very close to our house and is actually a place we have walked around on our own quite often as we had heard that there were sloths there. However we had never been able to spot the sloths. Our guide was passionate about biodiversity and showed us loads of insects and birds before taking us to exactly the same spots we’d looked at before and pointing out 3 separate sloths! You need to know where to look and what you are looking for as a sloth just looks like a branch until suddenly you see it and then it is fantastic to watch it and see all the people walking around you oblivious to its presence. 

We’ve been exploring bus routes near us to see where they go and although we have found ourselves not where we expected a few times, we have also found a very nice park which is not far away but feels like you are in the middle of the rainforest. Also we have been up into the mountains to the South of San Jose to see the views and explore some villages. 

The main thing we have managed to get off the ground now is the English conversation group that we wanted to start. We’ve only had one meeting so far and it was small, just 4 attendees - but we really enjoyed meeting them and feel that they all enjoyed it and will return next week with friends. So, are feeling very hopeful that this will grow and we will be able to meet Ticos (Costa Ricans) regularly and make good friends. 

A Christmas To Remember

January 2025

The weeks leading up to Christmas 2024 were tiring, especially for Sarah (whose work was hard and long).  I had a few medical things to take care of, which is par for the course for me at the moment.  I'm refusing to let myself believe it is down to old age!  

Sarah had Christmas parties and concerts, Christmas art at school and Christmas decorations to put up.  I had a staff gathering at one of our administrator's houses, which was nice.  We also had some Christmas events with the church and with the folks from the Chat Cafe.  It all seemed strange to be celebrating Christmas in the sunshine - I know I've done it a lot in the past, but I'm clearly out of practice.

Christmas is a big deal in Costa Rica.  It is the end of their academic and financial year, things really slow down - schools and universities close for a long holiday and the weather is (meant to) be really good.  I say 'meant to' because this year there has been an unusually high amount of rain. 

We took advantage of the long holiday and did a great trip around the south and west of the country.  

We got up at the crack of dawn on the 22nd December and headed (via Uber) to the bus station to go Monteverde.  We arrived and were worried because there was a really long queue and we thought we only had about 15 minutes before our bus was due.  We edged our way to the front of the queue to get through the ticket barrier, only to be turned away - we'd arrived an hour earlier than we needed to!

After a four hour bus ride, we arrived up in the mountains in Monteverde.  This is a nice little town on the edge of the cloud forest.  The highlights here were doing a night walk (where we saw lots of birds sleeping in the trees, and some bullet ants! (so called because their bite is meant to be as painful as getting shot)), and having a walk across the hanging bridges which are suspended high up in the canopy in the spectacular forest.  You really get a bird's eye view from the bridges.  There wasn't much in the way of wildlife to see here - except in one cafe in the forest where the owner had suspended bird feeders around the place, filled them with sugar water and had managed to attract a lot of hummingbirds.  The birds were so intent on getting to the sugar water that you could stand inches from them as they were feeding.  The forest is the highlight, and it is fantastic. 

The other thing that quite literally hits you in the face in Monteverde is the fact that it is in the clouds.  This means that every few minutes a cloud passes, bringing its very fine rain (patas de gato (cat's paws) as they say here), then clears again leaving you in warm (not hot because of the altitude) sunshine.  You get used to it after a while.

After a few days in Monteverde, we got into a shuttle bus and headed to Manuel Antonio.  If you've been keeping up with the blogs, you'll remember that I've been here before - so, for once in my life, I had the opportunity to guide Sarah around somewhere.  

We had a beautiful view of the sea across a lush green valley from our hotel balcony.  One morning I was in the room getting ready and Sarah called me out to the balcony because she'd just seen two scarlet macaws flying across the valley.  By the time I'd limped there (sciatica still playing up), they had gone.  I was gutted (but less gutted later - keep reading).  The main thing to do in Manuel Antonio is to get the local bus down to the national park and go for a walk around there to see the birds and animals.  It is a lovely forest again (a rain forest rather than a cloud forest this time).  The other thing to do here is to just go and soak up the sun on one of the lovely beaches and we had good weather for a swim.  

I mentioned earlier that this is meant to be a season of good weather.  Well, we got caught out in the rain more than once - and when it rains here, it really means business.  So we got a bit damp on a few occasions.  When the sun comes out, though, its about 30c, so things dry quickly.

When we started to plan this trip (a long time ago), I read a book called 'Monkeys Are Made Out Of Chocolate'.  It is about an American guy who took over a farm and decided to rewild it to help look after the local animals and plants.  The farm is at a place called Hacienda Baru, and this was our next stop on our trip.  It is a bit in the middle of nowhere, and so it took a while to work out which buses to get, but we eventually managed it.  When you arrive there are about ten rooms, some are independent cottages (like ours), others are just a room.  There's a small swimming pool, a dining area, and the rest is as it should be - natural and wild.  

We went on two walks from here.  One in the evening, and one in the early morning.  We saw some interesting birds - lots of black iguanas, a snake, a mud turtle, agouti and a few pecary (wild pig).  It wasn't the most spectacular wildlife sighting (that's still to come), but it was very pleasant nonetheless.  By this stage of the holiday we were feeling like we had been fully immersed in nature, which is a great stress reliever and we were in full holiday mode.

Another fun thing at Hacienda Baru was the waitress.  She was very friendly and didn't seem to care much about anything other than having a good time and giving her customers a good time.  On the first night that we ate at the restaurant, we didn't realise that the pricing of the food and drink meant that we were automatically buying into a deal whereby we could order a main course and cocktail for a set price.  We ordered the cheapest beers and a plate of food each, only to have the deal explained to us as we were paying.  I said that this wasn't really fair as we'd have gone for a nicer drink if we'd known.  The waitress, bless her socks, let us have a free cocktail each and gave us a massive discount on the food by way of apology.

The second night we went to the restaurant (there were no other places to eat in the area), she made sure we knew what the deal was - a choice of any cocktail and a plate of food for a set price.  She then went away and brought us two large cocktails that she'd chosen for us.  Then, once we'd drunk those, she went and poured us two large glasses of quite nice wine, and then, at the end of the meal, she gave us a shot of liquor each, too!  All for the set price!  

We woke up the next morning with slightly sore heads.  We got into a shuttle bus and headed for a place further down, close to the Panama border, called Sierpe.  There's not much to do here apart from getting a boat out to Drake Bay.   

This trip involved a 45 minute boat ride in a smallish speedboat, down a wide river, past the mangroves and the brown boobies, into the open sea (which was quite choppy, and not sciatica-friendly), and eventually to Drake Bay.  The boat stopped about 20m from the shore and everyone jumped out and waded to the land.  Good job we'd been advised to wear sandals, or our hiking boots would have been very wet!

Drake Bay is a small town that seems to be purely set up for tourists.  There are no real roads here (hence the boat), and a steep, muddy track leads from the coast up into the town.  Our accommodation was on one of the corners of this twisty path and had a great view across the bay.  The hotel came with the added bonuses of two gorgeous, really friendly dogs and a balcony with a fantastic view.  We went on a lovely walk along the coast and it was here that I finally got to see some scarlet macaws.  They are hard to miss, being large, colourful and noisy.  

We spent a day snorkelling around a nearby island here, too, and were fortunate enough to see lots of colourful fish, singrays, green turtles and white tipped reef sharks.  It was a fun trip, but there were a lot of tourists and you had to keep one eye on the fish and one eye on the other tourists, or you'd keep banging into people.  It was sad to see that there had once been some nice coral here, but it had lost its colour and been damaged, unfortunately.  Still, the fish seemed to be alive and well.

The real reason why most people head to Drake Bay is that it is the launch point for trips into the nearby rainforest area known as Corcovado Park.  This, apparently, is the most unspoilt area of Costa Rica.  

Getting to Corcovado involved taking another boat from Drake Bay for about 40 minutes to the beach of Corcovado.  It was bumpy again - my sciatica really doesn't like bumps.  The boat dropped us off a few metres out from the land and we jumped into the sea and waded to shore.  

Corcovado Park is a very slick operation.  There are 250 tourists a day allowed into the park, and some only come for a day trip.  We were there for a night at the Ranger's Station.  This is a well-organised area with two large dorms, each bed with its own mosquito net (which is very necessary).  There is a large dining room, cold showers and a small terrace overlooking the park.  It is all highly regimented.  Dinner at 6, lights out at 8, up at 5.  Don't be late.  Stand here, eat this, drink that, put your plates there... we were kept in order throughout the stay by our very passionate, knowledgeable and military style guide.

We did four 5km(ish) walks into the forest.  Well, Sarah did, I sat one of them out as my leg was playing up.  The forest floor is really muddy in places and you survive getting a very wet foot by hopping from tree stump to rock to tree root and trying to keep your balance.  Fortunately, this was only in a few places.

The animal and bird life here is quite spectacular.  We saw a tapir, which was sleeping under a bush.  This is a really rare animal (only 4,500 left in the whole world).  We also saw all four types of monkey that are found in Costa Rica (squirrel, spider, howler, cappucin), loads of birds, agouti, pecari, sloth, crocodile, cayman, iguana, and, of course, the beautiful forest.  

The whole holiday felt like it lasted a long time (as we packed so much in), but when we got back to San Jose (very tired, muddy and thankful for decent showers, less humidity and our own bed) we realised we still had over a week's worth of holiday left!  We did some more interesting things with the rest of our free time, but more about that in another blog.

 

We're On Fire Now!

March 2025

We can officially say we’ve settled into life in Costa Rica! We’ve made some great friends at church, our Chat Café is thriving, and we’ve got both feet firmly under the table at work. Life here has become our new normal, and we’re loving it.

After our Christmas holiday adventures, we squeezed in three amazing day trips before heading back to work. First up: Irazú Volcano! Just a two-hour bus ride from home—though there’s only one bus a day! We hopped on at 8 AM, reached the volcano by 10-ish, and had about two hours to explore before the bus headed back. The landscape was like something straight out of a sci-fi movie—rocky, barren, and a little moon-like. We took in the views, embraced the chill (it’s surprisingly cold up there!), and then headed home, feeling like astronauts on a budget.

Next, we tackled another volcano: Arenal. This trip was a longer haul—three hours to La Fortuna, the town closest to the volcano. We went with friends, which made it all the more fun. The volcano itself is famously shy, hiding behind clouds most of the time, but the surrounding area was incredible. The national park had colorful Montezuma birds, playful Aracaris, and even some nosey coatis rummaging for snacks. There are hot springs here, too, but we didn't get time to take advantage of them - maybe next time.

Our third adventure was to the Britt Coffee Plantation, where we consumed enough coffee to make a sloth run a marathon. Two hilarious guides walked us through the coffee-making process, switching effortlessly between Spanish and English. By the end, we were fully caffeinated, slightly jittery, and debating whether we should start our own coffee farm. (Spoiler: we didn’t.)

Back to reality, we settled into our usual routine—until one night, things took a dramatic turn.

At around 10 PM, I casually mentioned to Sarah that I smelled burnt toast. She sniffed, shrugged, and said she couldn’t smell anything. I should have trusted my nose.

Fast forward to 11:15 PM. Sarah woke up, smelling something burning. She thought we’d left the oven on and went to check—nope, oven was off. But then she noticed an orange glow outside. Peering out the kitchen window, she saw a massive fire blazing just 50 meters from our building. She ran back to wake me up—easier said than done, as I was in a deep sleep. 

Once I finally understood there was a literal inferno outside, we threw on clothes (I regretted not grabbing a jumper), grabbed our passports and valuables, and ran outside.

Turns out, the warehouse behind our building was filled with flour (for a bakery) and oil (for a garage)—a perfect cocktail of fire hazards. We watched as 18 fire engines arrived, drones buzzed overhead, and the police cordoned off the area. Thankfully, no one was hurt, but the fire raged on until 2:30 AM. Most neighbors wisely fled to stay with friends or family. We, on the other hand, stuck around watching the.. er... entertainment?

The aftermath? Our apartment reeked of burnt flour and petrol fumes for a couple of weeks afterwards. There was a lot of black soot, meaning lots of cleaning needed to be done. My workplace, proving their absolute awesomeness, gave me two days off to recover. The fire happened the night before my birthday. Well, I wanted to do something memorable for my big day!

Exciting news—we had our first visitors from the UK! My sister (also Sarah, just to confuse everyone) and her boyfriend Richard (not Sarah) came to stay. Their journey was much smoother than ours—just a direct flight. We showed them around, helped them attempt to set up local SIM cards (one phone cooperated, the other decided to be difficult), and played tour guides, despite still being relative newbies ourselves. They went off to explore more of Costa Rica (seeing things we still haven’t seen!), then spent a few more nights with us before heading home. We loved having them here—and if you’re reading this and considering a visit, let us know!

Finally, the big question on our minds: Should we stay another year? We’re happy here, love our jobs, and are enjoying our community. But as Christians, we want to be sure this is the right path for us, so we’ve been praying about it. Interestingly, as soon as we started thinking about staying, doors started opening. I might be getting a promotion (watch this space!), and Sarah has a clear idea of what her job will look like next year—and she’s happy with it. So, it looks like we’ll be sticking around! Still plenty of time for visitors (hint hint).

I’ll keep you posted in the next blog on what we decide for sure. But for now—Costa Rica, we’re not done with you yet!

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