The ladybug is still talking

Hey again!

Sorry for the multiple posts: WARNING, scroll down a few to start from the beginning of the entries for today´s contribution.

Alright, so after the day of the sick sick ladybug, things were pretty peachy. While us lepers were recovering we went to Alejandro´s beautiful home which is 50 meters away from his coffee shop, so his back yard is the cloud forest! His home is made of all hardwood and it is just stunning. I bought some things at the gift shop for the forest, wrote some postcards, and played Frisbee. Good times. Afterwards was uneventful. That night we had a lot of fun at the local bar hanging out with some local kids our age. I haven´t been drinking, since I can´t consume alcohol with these antibiotics, but I still had a blast. We sat around and chatted until 4 in the morning we were having so much fun.

So the NEXT day was pretty crazy. We left Monteverde early in the morning, drove all through the mountains on the dirt road out of town, through Costa Rica, to the border at Nicaragua. We had started at 8 and now it was around noon. The line to cross the border was insane because this is the Pan American highway, the biggest border crossing between Costa Rica and Nicaragua (95% of the legal border crossings are here). We waited in this huge line for an hour and a half while our professor took our passports and bribed the immigration officials to do ours faster. We got out of the line (or we would have been there for another 3 hours waiting), and I had fun walking in twilight zone where one is not yet in Costa Rica and not yet in Nicaragua, then we crossed the border and waited for papers to be processed again. Then, Silverio, a boy in our group, had some trouble with the bureaucrats. He has a Mexican passport that expires in 5 months and according to some law he couldn´t enter if his passport expires within 6 months. After a lot of bribing attempts, which failed, and fake calls to university officials, we finally finagled him in, and made it officially across the border before they had time to deport him to San Jose. After that fun day we came to our hotel, Hotel Oasis, in Granada, Nicaragua. Our hotel has a pool, hammocks, and is centrally located. It´s very nice.

Ok, gotta run. More to come later.

Love,

Ceci