Planes, People, and Pizza

Today began really as a continuation of yesterday. Amid last nights frantic packing, modge-podging, picking out flattering family pictures and downloading the several discographies little sleeping was had. Actually no sleep at all unitl my flight to ATL at 5 am. where i passed out on the trey-table. Then another, stightly more alert flight to Houston where i met the rest of my traveling buddies. Immidiately after i got off the plane in HOU i saw another student who i had recfognized from the student contact information tbb had given us. After a few awkward minutes of stealthy stalking on my part i did my first dive of the day and introduced myself. Turns out it was one of the kids from my program, SAM, and we were both confused and desperately seeking a companion to make our way to the other terminal. To our luck, both of us had a terrible sence of direction and invaded utility elevators and several other places we probably should have been but eventually made it to Termial D. There we were greeted by a few farmiliar faces and went through monotonous introductions even though Im pretty sure we all knew eachothers names, home towns, and whether we were "rudamentary" or "conversational" in three different languages. Not quickly after introductions i walked with a few other students to go get a coffee and a muffin at the only place selling food in the international terminal. When i was forcing the plastic lid onto my coffee cup i pushed a little too hard and the coffe literaly spilled all over my face and white tank top. The kids i was with didnt know whether to laugh or run over to me with hand fulls of napkins. I cleaned myself up and tried to regain any good opinions anyone had formed of me. Flight number three to san salvador with a gas stop in Belieze. ON the last flight from San S to San Jose some one had taken my assigned seat so she could sit with her husband and she asked me if i would switch. I agreed (in spanish!) and ended up in the middle seat of an exit row between two burly men. Inicially i was pissed off at the woman and wanted to go practice my spanish curse words but my6 mind quickly changed once i began to talk to the men. The one on my riht was the Head of the Latin American Habitat for Humanity and the one to my right was the sustainable energy advisor for contries all over the world. I left not only with a load of new facts about green energy and consumption but with two buisness cards!!! NETWORKING. WE finally arrived at our hostel in San Jose at 10 pm and had a traditional Costa Rican meal...PIZZA! then quick dip in the pool and now sleep with my new buds. thanks parents! love you. More to come.

BIG LOVE, lucy pura vida