Empezé esta entrada hace
una semana, pues voy a terminarla, y también escribir sobre este fin de
semana. Ay, es mucho.
Hola! Tengo tanto
que quiero compartir! Este fin de
semana (7-9 de sep.) fue bien interesante.
Experimentaba muchas cosas nuevas, hice unas amigos nuevos, y todavía no
estoy segura como siento sobre todo que vi. Todo este es vago, pues voy a explicar.
El viernes salimos en autobús para Puerto Viejo que
es un pueblo en la costa sur-este de Costa Rica. Pues, es el caribe, y allí es verano ahora. Por eso, hacía mucho sol y calor, y no
había lluvia. Puerto Viejo tiene
gran influencia afro-caribeño, pues había música de reggae y mucha gente con
‘dreads’ que andan en bicicleta y fuman pot y parecen tan chivas. Es un pueblo pequeña, caminamos la calle
principal varios veces. Hay un
mercado en la calle todos los días, es como una feria. Una noche, mientras Raqi y yo
caminábamos, conocimos a una mujer que nos llamaba Mami, y era bien
amable. Nos mostraba su trabajo- tallas
de una fruta grande, y mucha joyería.
Cuando pasábamos otra vez por su carpa, compartimos el chocolate oscuro
que compramos, y hablábamos un ratito más.
En Puerto Viejo, hay
unos clubes y discotecas, y bailábamos en la playa afuera de una discoteca que
se llama Johnny’s. También,
bailamos adentro una vez, y tocaban la música popular de los EEUU para todos
los estadounidenses, y bailábamos como locos, que es nuestro costumbre. Era magnífico. Ustedes saben como a mi me fascina
bailar. Pues, bailamos
la noche de viernes y sábado, y aunque no tomaba alcohol, bailaba con tanto
entusiasmo que un muchacho de mi grupo me preguntó si me gusta tomar… me reí.
El sábado, busceamos, y al comenzar, no me gustó
mucho, pero al salir del grupo un poquito, estar callada, y nadar suavemente y tranquila
por la habitación de los peces, aprecia mucho la oportunidad de entrar su
mundo, la bendición de estar con ellos y ver este mundo, este manera de vivir,
que usualmente no puedo ver. Yo se
que pertenezco sobre la tierra, y ellos pertenecen en el mar, y por eso era
lindísimo estar en su mundo por un ratito. Esa noche, las chicas y yo (no podemos encontrar a Mateo)
comimos en una restaurante que me sirvo un jugo de piña que me hizo llorar
porque era tan riquisisisisisísima.
Nos divertimos mucho durante esa cena.
El domingo,
desayunamos otra vez en una restaurante- gallo pinto con huevos, pan, y jugo
(siempre hay tanto desayuno)- y fuimos a una playa se llama Punta Uva. Esta playa fue la más bonita que había
visto aquí en Costa Rica. Había mucho
sol (porque es verano en la costa este) y jugábamos Frisbee, caminábamos en el
‘slackline’, y muchos bañaban en el océano. Yo estaba contenta quedarme seca. Oh, y allí, Mateo subió una palma bien alta y obtuvo un
coco.
Antes de salir de
Puerto Viejo, las chicas, una mujer que es profesora aquí de Nueva York, y yo
almorzamos en un restaurante que se llama Veronica’s Place. Era bien decorado y bonito con plantas
y colores brillantes, y nos sirvieron comida vegetariana y vegan. Fue perfecto para el viaje largo. Nos disfrutamos mucho la presencia de
una a otra y el ambiente del restaurante.
Entonces, nos
divertimos en el viaje de autobús, que duró como 4-5 horas. Ahora, este no es mucho. Los cuatro de nosotros compartíamos
auriculares para la música (de Imaginar Dragonas y más) y bailábamos y
cantábamos. Y dormíamos y teníamos
la oportunidad de salir del autobús para caminar un puente sobre el Río Sucio
que era bien impresionante. Me
hizo recordar Deception Pass de Burlington, Washington. Es bien grande y poderoso (y de color
café), y también me hizo pensar en Dios y cuan grande es Él, y cuan bonita es
su creación.
Ah, pues, la última
cosa para este fin de semana que recuerdo es que Eyleen me preparó una cena
perfecta esa noche: remolacha, brócoli, un huevo, papas, y arroz.
I started this entry a week ago, so I’m going to finish is
and then write about this weekend.
Ay, it is a lot.
Hola! I have so
much I want to share! Last weekend (sept. 7-9) was really interesting. I
experienced a lot of new things, made some new friends, and still am not sure
how I feel about everything I saw.
This is all vague, so I’ll explain.
Friday
we left by bus for Puerto Viejo which is a beach town in the southeast of Costa
Rica. In the Caribbean, it is
summer now. Because of this, it
was really sunny and warm, and it didn’t rain- not once. Puerto Viejo has a grand afro-Caribbean
influence, so there was reggae music and many people with dreads who rode
bicycles and smoked pot and seemed really chill. It is a small town- we walked the main drag many times. There is a street market every
day. One night, as Raqi and I were
walking along, we met a woman who called us ‘mami’ (which is what they call
girls *papi is for boys), and she was really sweet. She showed us her work which were carved pieces of some kind
of large, dried fruit, and a lot of jewelry. When we passed by her tent again we shared with her some
dark chocolate we had bought, and talked a bit more.
In
Puerto Viejo, there are some clubs and discothèques, and we danced outside one
that was literally just off the beach (so we danced on the sand and in the
ocean a bit). We also danced
inside for a while as they played American pop for the people from the US. We danced like crazies, as is custom
for us. It was magnificent. You all know how I love to dance. We danced both Friday and Saturday
night, and although I didn’t drink at all, a muchacho from our group asked me
if I liked to... I laughed.
Saturday,
we snorkled, and at first, I didn’t like it because I felt like I was invading
the home of these fish, but after separating from the group a bit, being quiet,
and swimming softly and calmly through the home of the fish, I really
appreciated the opportunity to enter into their world- what a blessing to be
with them and see this world, this way of living which I usually wouldn’t be
able to see. I know that I belong
above the earth, and they belong in the sea, and for this it was beautiful to
be in their world for a while.
That night, the girls and I (we couldn’t find Mateo) ate in a restaurant
that served me the first jugo de piña (thick
pineapple juice) that brought me to tears because it was just that incredibly
sensational. We really enjoyed
ourselves at that meal. The
servers were on TicoTime, so as we waited (for nearly the whole meal) for our
last set of silverware, we all took turns eating with the two sets. Ha.
Sunday
we ate breakfast in a restaurant- gallo pinto with eggs, bread, and juice
(there is always plenty of breakfast)- and we went to a beach called Punta
Uva. This playa was the most
beautiful that I had seen in Costa Rica.
The sun shone all morning and we played Frisbee, we walked the
slackline, and a good chunk of the group swam in the ocean. I was content to stay dry. Oh, and Mateo climbed a tall palm tree
and got a coconut.
Before
leaving Puerto Viejo, the girls, a woman who is a professor here from New York,
and I had lunch in a restaurant called Veronica’s Place. It was beautifully decorated with
plants and brilliant colors, and they served us vegetarian and vegan food. It was perfect for the long trip
ahead. We really enjoyed the
company and the ambiance of the crunchy restaurant.
Then,
we entertained ourselves on the bus ride of 4-5 hours. Now, this isn’t much for me. The four of us shared earphones to
listen to music (Imagine Dragons and more) and we danced and sang. And we slept and had the opportunity to
get off the bus to walk a bridge over the Río Sucio (Dirty River) which was so
impressive. It reminded me of
Deception Pass in Burlington, WA.
It is really large and powerful (and brown), and it also made me think
of God and how big He is, and how beautiful is His Creation.
Ah,
so the last thing I remember about this weekend is that Eyleen prepared a
perfect dinner for me that night: beets, brocolli, an egg, potatoes, and rice.
So it has been a lot to absorb: delicious food experiences,
beautiful sights of the natural world, beautiful people everywhere, and
wonderful fun in just celebrating life and independence and youth and newness.
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