Coco made us breakfast in the morn and we walked across the street to the bus. We took the bus to San Jose-3 hours north. San Jose is definitely the most dangerous place in CR and the boys, especially Ethan, don’t like it there. We took a cab about 1 km to the next bus station because we have too much stuff to walk around.
We bought tickets for the Turrialba bus and waited 30 minutes to take off. It was 2 hours to Turrialba. Olivia, a friend of Laurel’s, picked us up and took us to the place we were sleeping—Sucaro’s house.
We talked for a while and I love that we are only speaking in Spanish. The only time I can’t understand is when the two women talk to each other very rapidly using little Ticaisms—ito added on to the ends of the words.
We had a nice and rather large dinner. Later we walked at night to get some ice cream—if the boys learn no other word, it will be helado-ice cream. Sucaro bought them ice cream and a slice of pizza. I have a feeling that all the weight I lost on the farm will be gained here.
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