Day 4: A New Day

I think I´m becoming more of a morning person. Not that I´m particularly excited to get up early and people who are overly happy in the morning still get on my nerves. But with each morning comes a new day full of new opportunities and possibilities of adventure (although I´m not sure how many more adventures like yesterday I can take). I´m not frustrated about yesterday. It´s in the past. And I will probably never like Costa Rica as much as Argentina, but that´s ok. I don´t have to. I have to take it a day at a time and know that God will take care of the rest.

It was a pretty uneventful morning. I read some and wrote some, while waiting for Katie to call. Around 10:30 she did and we made plans to meet and go to a movie. While she called the others, I took the opportunity to grab a taxi and head over to the internet cafe and update my blog.
After that, I met the others outside the National Bank. At 12:30 we left for the theater. On the way we decided to stop for lunch and a pizza and grill restaurant. I had my first Costa Rican burger. A-mazing! It´s always interesting to me to try "American food" in other countries. That´s why I´m not against going to McDonalds at least once just to see what their version of our food tastes like.
The only movies playing in English (with Spanish subtitles) were Maid of Honor, The End of Time, and Definitely Maybe. Quess which one we saw...Definitely Maybe. I´m still trying to process what I think about it, but I didn't hate it.

After the movie we walked back to the bus stop as it was beginning to rain. I have a feeling that I will get a lot of use out of my new umbrella. By the time I got on the bus, it was really pouring down. I was fairly confident that I knew which stop to get off at until I walked on the bus and saw that all the windows were fogged up.
Don't worry though, it wasn't a repeat of yesterday. I was extra alert and got off at the right stop.

I'm reminded of a wise old monkey who, after hitting the rightful king over the head with his stick and being questioned about it said, "It doesn't matter, it's in the past." There's a lot of truth in that.

School starts tomorrow. (Edit: you should know that these posts are based on journal entries of mine, so even though the date on the blog says Monday, class actually started today, but I wrote the above entry last night)

P.S. I don't hate cold showers as much as I thought I would. Who knew...