by Ms. Julia Arce, Studies in Literature & English Language, Faculty
We spent the last day at Rio Villa Mar getting ready to depart for San Jose. After a morning meeting where we sang the “Chi Chi a Wa Wa” song three final times, people had the option of visiting the shops and river in the small town of Dominical and/or chilling around the hotel for games and packing. Before and after a savory lunch of fish, potato wedges, salad, and juices, students ordered sodas, smoothies, shakes, and snacks. Indeed, this was a hungry crowd, grateful for the abundance of sustenance.

We boarded three Kermit-the-Frog green tour buses for the long ride to the Holiday Inn in the capital. The ride provided time to sleep or chat for many hours along a two-lane highway banked by green hills, blue skies, and small towns. Traffic wasn’t bad, though we stopped for some time due to an accident. We took a break for more snacks and souvenir shopping at El Garden, then drove on for another couple of hours. (Max Machle and Indie Briggs spent at least 1/3 of the bus trip fervently debating and discussing the top cultural cuisines ever – and also best individual meals – as we rolled through verdant valleys and bid adieu to the sloth-slow descent of sun).
Finally, we arrived at the hotel. The breeze refreshed us, but it was humid. Our intrepid bus drivers helped unload hundreds of carry-on luggage onto the front grass and we waited to get room assignments. After a late boxed meal dinner, we gathered around the kidney-shaped pool. Airplanes rumbled above us and the stars were barely visible in the big-city light. Yet, we sat and reflected on the serendipity, hospitality, personal and collective discoveries of our many adventures. By then it was nearing time to get in the rooms, shower, go to sleep – or watch satellite TV – until our wake-up calls at 3 a.m.
In the early morning, we found our way onto the buses and to the airport. We were tired and ready to head for home. The security lines were extremely long, but we made it to the gate with plenty of time to have a coffee, close our eyes, and watch the night turn to day. Pierce Quigley passed a random security check, in which all his belongings were thoroughly checked for contraband, with a surreptitiously pleasant smile. Then we boarded.
This blog is being written amidst the Atlanta flight to SFO. Everyone made it through customs and Chick-fil-A. We’re excited to see our families and friends soon. We’re tired, but we’re incredibly overjoyed. What a gift from our parents, our chaperones, our peers, our exquisite Costa Rican hosts, the biodiversity of our journey’s setting, and the Pura Vida vision of Dr. Krejcarek!

Quotes
I thought being at the beach all together on Thursday was a great bonding experience for all of us and on Day 6 we were given the opportunity to go into the town of Dominical where we could interact with local vendors and explore Costa Rica on our own.
This trip allowed us to truly embrace the well-known “pura vida” lifestyle and connect as a class without the usage of technology and forced us to be independent and responsible. We practiced being considerate of a new culture and ultimately enjoyed the grandeur of Costa Rica’s nature, beauty, and down-to-earth way of life. – Heidi Yeung






