In a little over two weeks I return home to my beloved, adopted country: Costa Rica.
I cannot wait to put on my flip flops and feel sweat running down my back as I walk under the sun through the streets of Esparza, doging pot holes, ignoring cat-calls and pushing my sunglasses back up the bridge of my nose.
I cannot wait to eat mango, platano, to make gallo pinto and to taste Salsa Lizano and cilantro again. To watch El Dia and read La Nacion. To sweep the white tile floor of my little home and watch cable tv. To hang my clothes on the clothes line and shiver under the cool water of the shower in the morning.
Mostly, I cannot wait to embrace my husband, extended family and friends again.
PURA VIDA....!!!
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