Back in Costa Rica... despite the difficulty with which I forced myself to get on the boat leaving Bocas del Toro, I was once again surprised at how happy I was to be back in San Jose. For all the crap it gets about its trash, traffic, and architecture (or lack thereof), it's really a fun city if you know where you're going.
Sleeping in a room by myself for the first time since I got back has been great, especially since I still seem to be fighting something. I've tried to lay pretty low for the last couple of days, since my oldest friend Dylan and his mom will be flying in tomorrow to spend my last eight days here with me. However, I did manage to get out for about an hour on Monday night and went to San Pedro with the usual gang: Silvia, Lisa, Eeva, and Mikkel. Then, I met up with Eeva yesterday afternoon, and we went to the mall and then saw The Town.
I got a pretty good shock about half an hour ago... I was walking down the street when who did I see coming towards me but Jeannette. For all the time I spent looking for her in Bocas, running into her in a city I didn't even know she was in was just too good. We only talked for a couple minutes but it was good to see her, since who knows if I ever will again!
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