We arrived in Costa Rica late on Saturday night. We took a bus into San Jose where we met our host families. Our first night was very enjoyable and surprisingly there was no rain. Our host mother (Viviana) is a 26 year old pre-school teacher and luckily for me she is fairly fluent in English. The first night she took us out to Subway in her extremely small car. The one thing that Ive noticed is that Costa Ricans are terrible drivers. Our host mother said costa rica is known for their many car crashes and fender benders. They have a weird habbit of beeping their horn before going into an intersection to warn traffic coming the other. The streets are very narrow and some are impossible to have two lanes. There are a lot of one way streets and rarely the streets are labeled. I think our street is street 35?
After Subway she took us to a bar to meet her boyfriend (Edgar, who is a graphic designer who studied at the same school that we are studying at) and some of their friends. Costa Ricas national beer is Imperial and Pilsen which have grown on me since Ive been here. Everyone here is very polite and welcoming of Americans especially the ones that speak English. I think I have got in a bad habbit of just pointing to stuff because I dont know any Spanish, well at least enough to have a conversation.
The next morning (18th) she made us gallo pinto, bacon, and scrambled eggs with milk blended with fresh berries. We then got on a bus with a tour guide who showed us San Jose. We drove by the Presidents house and the old main arby hub of Costa Rica. For lunch I had sea bass, plantalones, with some unknown vegaetables. The drink was very very fruity and it was made out of recycled rice water and squeezed pineapples. That night our housekeeper took us to a mall outside of San Jose to eat. The funny thing was that Paul and I both ordered Costa Rican Food and her and her boyfriend both ordered American food (KFC). They said that they prefer American food because it is very quick to make. We came back to San Jose in hopes of going to the bar, but it closes early on Sunday. We met her mother Juillette ( I dont know here she was the first day?) And they also have a pet dog and rabbit.
After Subway she took us to a bar to meet her boyfriend (Edgar, who is a graphic designer who studied at the same school that we are studying at) and some of their friends. Costa Ricas national beer is Imperial and Pilsen which have grown on me since Ive been here. Everyone here is very polite and welcoming of Americans especially the ones that speak English. I think I have got in a bad habbit of just pointing to stuff because I dont know any Spanish, well at least enough to have a conversation.
The next morning (18th) she made us gallo pinto, bacon, and scrambled eggs with milk blended with fresh berries. We then got on a bus with a tour guide who showed us San Jose. We drove by the Presidents house and the old main arby hub of Costa Rica. For lunch I had sea bass, plantalones, with some unknown vegaetables. The drink was very very fruity and it was made out of recycled rice water and squeezed pineapples. That night our housekeeper took us to a mall outside of San Jose to eat. The funny thing was that Paul and I both ordered Costa Rican Food and her and her boyfriend both ordered American food (KFC). They said that they prefer American food because it is very quick to make. We came back to San Jose in hopes of going to the bar, but it closes early on Sunday. We met her mother Juillette ( I dont know here she was the first day?) And they also have a pet dog and rabbit.
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