After the Volcano we headed to some place to have lunch, which ended up being just amazing, but because I was feeling sick I didn't eat much. But we did climb down altitude at this place and I felt better for sure. Just not 100%. But at this restaurant there was internet, first time since the first night. Wow did I ever miss communication! Also a phone, a SKYPE phone. So I called mom and told her all the crazy stuff, like how I was robbed and how much fun I was having. From Costa Rica to Nova Scotia, my 5 minute phone call costs 50 some cents.
After the restaurant we headed to San Jose to go to the market and go shopping, which was really fun and I enjoyed it. I bought so much, all my money was gone. Then we went to the hostel, which sucked and checked in and then went shopping at the mall, which wasn't good at all, but still fun to people watch. Then we went to the grocery store and we all bought so much liquor. Like 6 pack for 1.5 Canadian. You CANNOT beat that, especially when the beer is really good. After the grocery store we headed back to the hostel where we packed and drank and watched soft core porn (no joke! lol). Last day in Costa Rica... oh baby I'll miss you we had a blast.
AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! This was such a sad day, my brother cried, my mom cried, my sister cried, and I'll be honest I wasn't the best guest. Like I respected them and everything, I just wasn't very sociable because I found the language barrier very difficult to over come, but I did get used to it at the end I guess. Still SO SAD! As soon as we all got on the bus, we started moaning and pretending to cry, even though some were actually. It sucked, saying goodbye to someone that you've lived with, if only for a little bit of time, but still you've gotten to know them and to appreciated everything they did for me. It just sucked so much.
From Santa Elena we started to drive towards the Poas Volcano.
About two hours later, I really don't remember to be honest, we arrived and I got a cappuccino, BIG MISTAKE. See I hadn't eaten any milk products other than ice cream since I had arrived in Costa Rica. And by the end of the glass my stomach was becoming super upset. But I didn't let it bother me and we all headed to the Volcano to see if we could actually see it, because it has to be not foggy for this to happen. We got there and all we could see was stupid fog, we waited for like 5 minutes and started heading back, when we saw an ambulance. At this time my friend Jacob had hurt his knee in an intense game of musical chairs the day before and we got the paramedic to take a look at it, although not a good paramedic and told him he needs to go to the hospital, he was there to tell us that the fog had lifted and that we could now see the Volcano. Was it ever right and it was a beautiful sight? After the walk back I realized I really had to go the bathroom, and I started to feel faint and when I was waiting in line, I was dying and sweat was pouring down my face, so a nice lady from Alabama pushed me to the front of the line and I got on it and stayed there for like 20 minutes as I...well you can only imagine what I did. Apparently I had altitude sickness, which makes sense. But ya, it sucked hard.
our last long bus ride