Costa Rica Day 1

How many signs does God have to give us to prove to us that we shouldn't have come to San Jose!? Well shit...one too many! Geeze! So what started off as a good morning, meeting some funny guys in the airport, and a fun, easy flight over here, we thought we were going to have a good day. Oh boy did we think wrong. Poor Ashley almost doesn't get let into the country because she didn't have an exit flight out of the country. (Which we later found out that it is because Europeans are at large down here, and they are trying to cut down on them flying over here and staying.) We were seperated for nearly an hour, and I prayed that Tony was still waiting for us. You don't realize how much we take for granted our means of quick communication in the States.

Then, we forget to exchange our money, we had to go back in a NO EXIT door and exchange it finally. Then to take an expensive taxi ride to our Hotel. The hotel is nice though. We walked to a nice little place to eat in the pouring rain, and then hung out at the hotel. Adri came and took us to dinner, Which was so nice of her. BUT of course our bad luck had to follow us. Her car and a "moto" (dirt bike type motorcycle) collided. NOT GOOD. Nothing major, but possibly a broken leg. They drive sooooo crazy here, it's insaine!

Thankfully, Adri knew someone at the accident, and her boyfriend's aunt took us to our hotel, which was oddly right down the road from her house! She was soooo nice and gave us some pointers. Thank God for nice people...that speak perfect English. But, we are safe and sound in our Hotel, and we're not planning on going anywhere tomorrow! We just want to sleep and catch up on rest and eat a good breakfast. I just want to go to Guanacaste and sit on the beach!