May 11th...The arrival

The morning began to being woken up by the cite Pieter's buttcrack at 5 am. So many memories from hostel mornings last summer in Europe were brought to mind. 5:30 am los tres mochileros are off to the airport! Participants embarking on this adventure include Miguel Depree, Miss Katie Field, and myself Brooke Bradford Cornetet. The airport process consists of: check in, check bags, burger king buscuits, lots of music, smelly seatmates, and the arrival to Costa Rica. Clap Clap. We arrive at 11 in the morning Tico time and are welcomed by Roberto's smiling face and then we headed towards our hostel to check in. The hostel basically consists of an upstairs full of beds. Then we were off to the bank to get some monies because otherwise we will be similar to how the men of Spain pronounce my name, "Broke...like no money". We enjoyed a nice meal at Roberto's house with his two brothers and then enjoyed a nice drink in the students part of town at 2 in the afternoon. Needless to say it was raging with teens. It was also quite nice to have your real ID work to get into  a bar. We returned to the hostel for a quick cat nap, which we did not wake up from until 6 am the next morning.