An Afternoon Wander.

Just a scene from my school. How fitting for me to be placed there. (For those that don't speak Spanish it means Pedro Perez Zeledon School loves art).

One recent afternoon I went out for a walk with Riley. With my time coming to a close, I'm realizing so are my afternoon walks in Copey, my favorite time of day here. With that in mind, I walk with intention, knowing that when I am walking the hustling busy streets of Portland (and Seattle and Colorado), I will long for this. And here's why...

This is 300 meters out my front door:

This, 400 meters:

This was just 200 meters (a double, full....!!!):

This was with me the entire time :) :

And this? Well, this happens every day....walk a little, pick a little, walk a little, pick a little...

Until next time, readers.

Go Women!! (A photo exhibit and cafecito)

Yesterday was International Women’s Day….an entire day to celebrate women and the rights we have! Though every day should really be women’s day! ;)

I celebrated the day by organizing a women’s community photography exhibit in my town. I gave a camera to 11 women and asked them to photograph “What it means to them to be a woman.” Then they were then asked to write about the theme as well. I paired the writing with the photo and a portrait of each artist for an afternoon photo exhibit opening and cafecito on the big day. It was a success and the women seemed so happy to see their work up on the local bakery’s walls. The exhibit will be there the entire month of March. So if you’re in Copey, stop in the bakery! :)

Happy Women’s Day (to ALL)!!!!

settin' up...

Nine of the 11 women that participated, and myself!

the womens' photos and captions on the boards...

Love Letter to a Once Foreign Country

Dear Costa Rica,

Don't worry, this won't be the last letter. There will be another.

As I look ahead to my last couple of months with you, I see how you have changed me, taught me, loved me. I never would have guessed it at the start, but you have permeated me - my veins, my blood, my heart, my mind, my soul. Every last bit of you has infiltrated your ways deep inside me. I'm not sure how, but you have. You stealth little thing. And just as I'm about to leave…. In my mind, there needs to be more time for us to grow and love each other in this state. Do you feel the same? Well, the truth is, there isn't. I must move on. I've got other experiences to have, to shape me and affect me much like you did. You will be okay. I will be okay. It's time to go.

You know Costa Rica, things weren't always this wonderful. I'm not going to lie, our relationship has been rocky. And most times it's been a love/hate relationship. But all things in life are challenging. Nothing is easy. If it had been easy, you would have left me unaffected. I would be the same. I would be unaltered. I'm glad I'm not. Thank you.

Taking a look back at our relationship, Costa Rica, is all I can help but do as I think about leaving you.

At first you were new, exciting, and novel. I wanted nothing more than to soak you up, be with you, know you, love you, explore you with all my being. Your exotic, different ways piqued my curiosity. I wondered why you made me so enchanted in the beginning; why you made me laugh, why you made me confused, why you made my cry, why you made me feel so challenged?

It took awhile for me to get used to you. You were so foreign and I barely understood you, let alone could communicate with you. It's the reason we took sometime to get used to each other. And most of what you previously knew of my kind were different, perhaps somewhat superficial? I can only hope I gave you more. And most of what I knew of you previously was superficial. You definitely gave me more.

I'm going to be honest Costa Rica, there were times when I loathed you. I wanted nothing more than to fly away from your vast mountainous earth never to look back. You made me feel so isolated, so alone, so bored, so numb, so frustrated. I lost part of myself, my personality, my zest. I thought about leaving you early, many times, before our time together could play out, prematurely. But I persisted. Something about your subtle whisperings told me it was worth it to do so. I heard them in the wind that danced through my village, in the leaves falling softly from my trees, in the voices of your people.

Your people. It was your people that changed me. Did you know how influential your people are? How they can affect someone so foreign so strongly? Well they can. They did! Your people will be hard to leave behind. Your people shared so much. They taught me so much. They touched me so deeply. Your people gave birth, your people grew, your people collaborated with me, your people shared, your people danced, your people welcomed me, your people supported me, your people died, your people taught me, your people questioned me, your people challenged me. I felt it all from your people.

Most people won't understand what we had, Costa Rica. They won't know how you shaped me. Only I can know. Only I can see how we grew together. Only I was there with you. I wish people could understand but they can't. They can only try. And I really hope they try.

Costa Rica, yes, you will always be here. But what we have will not. It won't be the same when I come back to visit you. It will be different. But do know, that yes, I will come back to visit you.

I will never know another like you, Costa Rica. Your "pura vida". Your "si Dios quiere". Your "tuanis". Your "diay". Your cafectio. Your lluvia. Your biscocho. Your gallo pinto. Your baile tipico. Your topes. Your escuelas públicas. Your pulperias. Your misa. Your everything. You. Are. Unique. And I couldn't be more grateful for that.

We still have some time Costa Rica, another month and a half or so. It's not over yet. So let's savor every last bit.

To my once foreign country I now know so well, much love,

Rebecca

Into the Coffee Fields...

Recently I went out into the coffee fields....not with my pickin' hands, but with my snappin' hands (i.e. my camera). Here're just a few images I have at hand, but more to come, as I of course went nuts with my camera....not to mention, met some amazingly wonderful people from Panama.

Hasta muy pronto, readers!

Könnten sie das bitte wiederholen?

Don't be confused. I AM still in Costa Rica.........still.

But in my heaps and loads of free time during school vacation I have taken to learning German. Mainly because, well, it's the language of the motherland! And also, I will be traveling to various places in Europe this summer where it could come in handy. Especially the phrase above which means, 'could you repeat that, please?"

I have also taken to learning some esoteric vocabulary with intense alacrity that I will most likely use, only to appear affected by my abysmal attempt to use naturally. But all these attempts at increasing my knowledge is allaying the daily juxtaposition between my day to day boredom and my general angst for what to do next (i.e. post Peace Corps). But little by little these attempts will abate my angst and boredom. Until then, I will continue living my abstemious lifestyle, appreciating all things aesthetic, absconding from overly-long Costa Rican meetings, and abdicating my responsibilities as a Peace Corps volunteer here in the upcoming months. It will be good. I feel as though many things in my life are currently in abeyance. (I'm clearly still in the A section of the vocab book).

In other news, I got a dog. Or rather, a dog got me. I'm lucky. I decided to call her Riley and decided that she will learn English. In the past three weeks I have had her, she has basically become fluent in the English [dog] language. In other words, she's well trained for when I take her home and show up unexpectedly with a Costa Rican dog at my parents' house for a few months. She's a great hiking companion every morning and a fabulous evening companion when all I can hear is the loud roar of the river and see nothing but bright, bright stars way up here in my isolated cabin.

Ich freue mich, Sie wiederzusehen, und bis später, readers.

Holiday Things.

The holidays are arriving. So that means all things Christmas related...parties, trees, holiday cafecitos, mass, etc., etc.

Soooooo, here's a quick image update!

At the sixth grade mass, cafecito and dinner where they recognized all the teachers and myself with little gifts for all our work during the school year:

Holiday cafecito:

José Alfredo and baby Ian:

Gearing up for the last week of school next week, then going to the capital to pick up my five visitors coming for Christmas from the states!

Until next time, readers.

Things Are Finally....

....lookin' up!

Buutttttt first, for awhile things weren't so hot. There literally were rocks in the road, and landslides. This kept me in Copey for almost two weeks...unable to leave on any of the roads, and most days without water.

It's hard to tell just hooooowwww big that landslide is, but it was huge.

In trying to walk over it with my friend Phillip, this happened:

More damage from the rains (yes, the river was thaaaaat high and washed out that rock and part of the railing on the bridge):

Mientras tanto, I was asked to move out of my house by December 1st. Didn't see that coming...with 5-6 months left, it's a little bit of a hassle. But don't worry, with some investigation I found a sweet cabin just outside of town (by my old host family's house)!

I know, I know what you're thinking. But I swear I'm in the Peace Corps. And just so you all know, the cabin will mostly be empty....so I'll still be roughin' it á la Peace Corps. I have a bed (plus a couple extra mattresses for visitors), a refrigerator, two wooden chairs, a small table and a gas cooktop, and lots of extra open space (dance parties, yoga???) - the basics. In other words, pleeeeeennnty of room for visitors.

In work news, I left working on one of my main projects for small-town political reasons, and have refocused my energy elsewhere. In forming some new relationships with women in town, we have some good projects up our sleeves! Stay tuned....

Some other random photos for your enjoyment.

Pre-schoolers gettin' ready for their graduation photo (so funny):

This is the back of my current house I have to leave behind...and sadly, my garden too (the light was literally that color, this was not altered):

And a scene from the inside:

Spending time with one of the families I'm closest with in Copey:

This is Nuri, she's the police officer in Copey:

Aaaaand then there's Oscar, a cobbler. He fixed my favorite red boots, for free:

And finally, I'll leave you with an image of some honey, whole-wheat bagels I made, yum:

Until next time, readers.