Final goodbyes...

So tragic. I gotta say adiós to rica tomorrow. I had a great great great vacation other than the swine flu hassle. Costa rica is somewhat like India in a way, something unexplainable but existent. Saying goodbye to a country is like finishing a good novel. You know the soul of the country, it is tatooed on your heart forever, and you are frequently nostalgic about it (or maybe the nostalgia is just me, because you all know I live for the past). I don't want this novel to end, but I know I will be enriched by this and will never forget the shadowy volcano that lurks over the city of arenal, the zip lines of heaven and soaring, trekking through the dense forests of monteverde, frolicking on the gentle splashy beaches of guanacaste. Pura vida. This is truly pure life.