February 22nd Ecolodge
My friend Sara convinced me to take a taxi with some people from the group and go to Monteverde to swim in some waterfalls. We took a taxi up these really steep gravel hills. I got really nervous. Fred, a friend in the group who called the taxi, asked me to ask the taxi driver to bring us to the waterfalls. The taxi driver didn’t speak a word of English.
Let’s take a time out for a second! Okay, if I’m the best Spanish speaker in the group we are in trouble. I couldn’t remember the word for waterfall, so I improvised. I asked him to take us to the place of fast falling water. Makes sense, right? Well, unfortunately I wasn’t very clear because the taxi driver took us to an swimming pool in a deserted area in the middle of no where that was empty and being cleaned.
There went my confidence in speaking Spanish. It flew out the window immediately after I saw the empty pool. I refused to translate for the rest of the trip. We were somewhere between San Luis and Monteverde and none of us could speak Spanish. Fred finally asked him to take us to Santa Elena.
Once the taxi dropped us off we saw two obese American teenage boys eating Oreos in one hand in Doritos in the other. We immediately concluded that we had hit a tourist trap. It was cold, misting, and construction was tearing up the city! Sand was getting in my eyes and my contacts were driving me crazy. We thought we would make the best of the situation so we decided to go shopping for a while. I enjoyed myself nonetheless and checked out the flower gardens. The flowers were breathtaking, there were so many beautiful bright colors. I then saw a beautiful rainbow once the mist stopped. We took a taxi back home as the sun was setting. The sunset made the trip completely worth it!
February 22nd Ecolodge
My friend Sara convinced me to take a taxi with some people from the group and go to Monteverde to swim in some waterfalls. We took a taxi up these really steep gravel hills. I got really nervous. Fred, a friend in the group who called the taxi, asked me to ask the taxi driver to bring us to the waterfalls. The taxi driver didn’t speak a word of English.
Let’s take a time out for a second! Okay, if I’m the best Spanish speaker in the group we are in trouble. I couldn’t remember the word for waterfall, so I improvised. I asked him to take us to the place of fast falling water. Makes sense, right? Well, unfortunately I wasn’t very clear because the taxi driver took us to an swimming pool in a deserted area in the middle of no where that was empty and being cleaned.
There went my confidence in speaking Spanish. It flew out the window immediately after I saw the empty pool. I refused to translate for the rest of the trip. We were somewhere between San Luis and Monteverde and none of us could speak Spanish. Fred finally asked him to take us to Santa Elena.
Once the taxi dropped us off we saw two obese American teenage boys eating Oreos in one hand in Doritos in the other. We immediately concluded that we had hit a tourist trap. It was cold, misting, and construction was tearing up the city! Sand was getting in my eyes and my contacts were driving me crazy. We thought we would make the best of the situation so we decided to go shopping for a while. I enjoyed myself nonetheless and checked out the flower gardens. The flowers were breathtaking, there were so many beautiful bright colors. I then saw a beautiful rainbow once the mist stopped. We took a taxi back home as the sun was setting. The sunset made the trip completely worth it!
