It's 7 a.m. and I am having breakfast with Alfonso at Soda Tapia. I am glad that we did manage to connect. I met Alfonso 9 years ago while studying in London, England. Over a year of sharing most meals together, he had become almost like a little brother to me. We have been having trouble connecting these past few years, only managing once despite my many recent visits to London. He relates his current projects with enthusiasm. I am glad because Alfonso is one of the most curious and driven people I know. I did wonder if he would be happy returning from the high powered banking sector in London to life in Costa Rica.
Two Texan ladies took the shuttle with me to the airport. They commented on my accent. I think they were ignorant of the insinuations. I commented back regarding Texan accents. But I think they took the comment quite negatively--they didn’t talk to me after that! Well...tit for tat...though I didn’t mean to insinuate anything either!
It is so good to be home. I had spent last night with two Quebecoises and 2 Australians. We Canadians were expressing how we were looking forward to going home back to the cold--no more mosquitoes, no frizzy hair, and no profuse sweating. The Australians stared at us in shock. “Are you for real???” Real Canadian gals!
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