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So basically, all the computers in the world are being so retarded slow right now I can't do anything...including upload pictures from Costa Rica. So I'll put those in a photoblog album later. But I really need an update because at 3:30 tomorrow morning I will be leaving for the Dominican Republic, to spend two weeks working on an orphanage with a group from my church. Looking forward to continuing practicing that spanish...

So Costa Rica was basically amazing. We went to school every day from 8:15 to 12, and classes were taught only in spanish. Then in the afternoons we often had field trips to places which we then had to write reports on (in spanish, usually). Other afternoons we had free time to roam around the city or sleep or do whatever. Generally, I wandered around the city and ate amazing empanadas and wondered why I had't died yet from all the dangerous scrapes I found myself in.

Some of the highlights of the required field trips were: seeing Volcán Arenal (Arenal Volcano) erupt at night, and swimming in the hot springs, and swimming near the waterfalls, and seeing the National Theater, and getting soaked La Paz Waterfall gardens, and hanging out on the beach and in bars at Jaco Beach, and spending our free weekend (not required) at the very rasta Limon, which was pretty darn amazing. Some not so highlight-ish field trips were the Gold, Jade, and National museums, but still I'm glad we went because I never would have gone otherwise. Unfortunately, the pre-Columbian gold artifacts I stole from El Museo de Oro were unable to enter customs, so I ended up hawking them on the street in order to pay my way (and several irresponsible friends' ways) back into this coutry. Alas. I thought they were pretty nifty souveniers, myself .

So basically, that was the gist of my trip. I have lots more adventures to tell and all but I hate long posts and this is pretty long. I'll save them up and bring them out every so often to spice up this blog...oh and for my faithful dogged fans, this has turned into too much of a diary, I agree, so it's back to the Editor's Column very shortly.

Also, I have succumbed to pressure and gotten a new Myspace. I don't really like it, but I am unable to get Facebook about which I am so ticked so I got Myspace instead. Look me up.