A few years ago, my really good friend Shanae and I decided to study abroad for 10 weeks in the beautiful country Costa Rica. We got the opportunity to be completely immersed in an entire different culture. It was amazing. We lived with our very own "tico familia" and built relationships I never thought I would build in another country. The locals are called ticos and ticas, and Shanae and I became known as the "munecas." That means "the dolls" in English, everyone in the small town of
La Fortuna knew who we were and we knew them. I love the people there, I love the animals there. Even the
obnoxious birds that would wake us up REALLY early each morning. I love the green trees and grass, and the rain. Especially the rain. I love the Arenal Volcano, I love the rivers and waterfalls. I miss the home cooked Costa Rican meals from our tica mom, the Sodas (the small local cafes on every corner). I love
Tabacon and the hot springs, having slumber parties with Yaudieth and Christopher. I miss running, hiking, biking, and four wheeling in the beautiful rain forest. The 3 o'clock in the morning bus rides to the beach with our family, Marcus our cute neighbor that would get all the bugs and and even bats out of our room. I miss the discoteque, and our dance classes with Grego. Me and Shanae became true Ticas during this experience, spending every minute together (LITERALLY, our bathroom was even inside our tiny bedroom, at the end of my bed to be exact). You get to know someone really well when you spend that much time with them, especially that far away from home. Costa Rica will always feel like my second home, and I thoroughly plan on going back regularly.
I love you Shanae, my Tica Amiga!