Hola!
Last week
started out with a wonderful message on my laptop saying “Prepare! The hard
drive is failing!!” Lovely. I backed up my computer on my massive thumb drive
(Thanks Uncle Eric!!), and tried to upload as many things to Google Drive as
possible. My computer lasted long enough
for me to research and find out that you do not want to buy a new computer in
Costa Rica unless you are a millionaire, and that to have my parents ship me a
computer from McKinleyville to San Ramon via fedex, would cost $250 and had a
fifty-fifty chance of not being stolen out of the mail.
I am just going
to count my lucky stars right now.
1. My friend Kit’s mom is flying here
to visit him on September 27th, and she offered to bring anything I
need from the United States with her on the plane.
2. SO much cheaper and SO much safer.
Somehow, my computer decided to die at the perfect time.
3. Thursday, I worked out all the fine
details with my mom, sent her the address of Kits mom.
4. Thursday night, my computer went
black and I was out of touch with everyone for 4 days.
5. Computer is in the mail, the school library
lab is my new home for the next two weeks, and my whole life in on a little
white flash drive. Scary.
This blog
is really a huge THANK YOU to everyone helping me out. Especially you mom and
dad, you are the best. J They have been dealing with bank and computer crisis’s
that I have been shoving onto them for the last 3 weeks. Turns out, the bank doesn’t like it when you
do stuff from a computer out of the country.
Also, in
the middle of all this, I received a slew of beautiful letters from very
beautiful and wonderful people in my life. Can’t tell you how much it meant to receive
so much love.
Happy
belated birthday to my mother! I found a friend who let me come over and use
her computer to send a birthday email.
Costa Rica anecdote:
My friends and I were walking on a road trying to find a river when a little
granny invited us off the street and up a little path to her house. She was so
happy to talk to the Gringos and show us her farm and home. She made us fresh
Costa Rican coffee, and fed us cookies. We ending up staying at their house and
talking to her and her husband in the best Spanish we had for an hour. We said
we would come back, but next time we would bring the cookies. Pure Costa Rican
kindness, what a remarkable place this is.
Pura Vida!
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