Music: Ben Kweller – Penny on the Train Track
This morning, they split us into intermediate and advanced Spanish classes and we met the professors for the semester. 12 of us are in advanced with Lucia and the other 8 have intermediate with Gaby. But... the classes are, well, easy. Today, we reviewed the pretérito and the imperfecto, and then we had to write (and act out) a fairy tale. We all kind of felt like we were in kindergarten again, especially since we got to have arts and crafts time to create “scenes” for our fairy tales.
Our fairy tale was pretty fabulous. Literally. The gay prince Michael and his fruit fly Kate are locked in a tower by his homophobic parents until they fall in love and have a baby. The witch of the mountain keeps them trapped there, and for seven years, they can't escape. Finally, the brave and handsome prince Sarita rescues Michael from his (incredibly phallic) tower, shoves aside the witch, and he, Michael, and Kate ride off into the sunset. But then they all faint and die of swine flu. The end. It's very postmodern.
After school, 17 of us got on the bus and went out to Playa Hermosa. It was (you guesses it) gorgeous – crystal clear water, palm trees, and blue skies all afternoon. The water was the perfect temperature, just warm enough to be comfortable but cold enough that it was sooo refreshing. We played monkey in the middle with a water frisbee for a while, but it got a little boring when it was constantly Corin and Stephanie in the middle. Also, there are what the ticos call hilos de mar – little baby jellyfish that sting you all over. They aren't bad stings, just really uncomfortable, like somebody pinched you. They leave these little red marks, but they're gone an hour later.
Once we got out of the water, Alex, Ashley, and Kate went to go pick up some booze, and I had Alex bring me back a six-pack of Imperial. It was a perfect afternoon on the beach. About 12 people decided to go back on the five o'clock bus, and then Ashley and Kate took off to Playas del Coco with Michael and his family, so only Alex, Corin, and I stayed to eat dinner at the little seafood restaurant on the beach and watch the sunset (which was amazing, and only lasted about two minutes).
The three of us caught the seven o'clock bus (the last one for the day) back to Liberia. I went home and grabbed a quick shower to get all the sand off, and then we went out to the Bar Palermo again. I didn't stay too long, though, because after one beer, I felt kind of sick and more than a little exhausted. I think it's either sunstroke or dehydration, so I just walked home and now I'm going to drink some water and crash.
Pura vida,
Sarah
Haha sounds like a fun play.
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