After bungee jumping, I walked back into my house to find one of the weirdest parties ever going on. Besides the fact that Brooke (our course coordinator) was there, Pedro was there and brought his friend. Pedro worked in the cafeteria and gave us our breakfast every day. And he was drinking beer in our house.
It was our last night in our house, and we did it big.
This is only maybe 3/4 of us. But once we got almost everyone over, Janelle, Elise and I presented the paper plate awards that we had designed the night before. Elise had said it’d be a good ending to the trip, and they weren’t hard to make at all because we had gotten to know all 30 people on the trip enough so that we could make funny awards about all of them. They ended up being a huge hit, everyone was laughing and cheering and it was really a great way to end the three weeks. I thought maybe a few people would think they were lame or childish or something, but everyone seemed to really like it.
My personal favorites were Alex’s award, “Most likely to take it in the ass while wearing tropical trunks” (due to the massive hole in his suit…and his comment about the jet while we were sitting in the pool in Manuel Antonio), Jeff’s (“Most likely to participate in girls night out”) and Brittney’s (“Most likely to have a wedgie in the front and back, but still look good”).
The three of ours were all great, too. Janelle and Elise gave me “Most likely to remember the trip” because of my 2-liter water bottles and the fact I didn’t drink on the weekends because I was sick both weekends…and because of this blog. So basically I’m a total nerd. Janelle got “Most likely to be a soccer mom in nine months” and Elise was “Most likely to be the featured entertainer during boys night out,” which was pretty hilarious when we announced it. The awards just turned out to be a great idea on Elise’s part.
We finally went out to the baby bar for the last time. We were originally supposed to go to Escazu, but when the bungee jumpers came back, apparently the zoo’ers decided it was too much effort to book a bus and drive 45 minutes, so they just ordered pizza in instead of going out. I’ve learned to love the baby bar, though, so it wasn’t really a big deal that we only went there instead.
Who would have known the baby bar had cocktails? I got a pina colada, which was good because all I wanted to do there was get a fruity drink, and it was a little frothy but decent.
We ordered our french fries for the last time - I swear, I hate french fries, I really do, but these are somehow amazing. They're crisp and salty and right out of the oven and I've never had so many french fries as I have these three weeks in Costa Rica, just because of the baby bar. So of course, we had to get a picture with our french fries.
The best part about the baby bar that night was karaoke - I guess it's only on Fridays, or maybe Fridays and Saturdays, but we're never in Alajuela on the weekends.
We just hung out for awhile and then we decided to do a few songs. There were a few hardcore karaoke’ers there, and then as usual, we were just a group of obnoxious Americans that kind of ended up taking it over. There was a page’s worth of English songs, so we picked “Kokomo” by the Beach Boys first. Anita and Andrea were screaming all the words so loudly into the microphone that you couldn’t tell what the song was. I swear, whenever I hear that song now, all I’m going to hear is their frantic screaming of all the lyrics. Ray and Ahmed did “My Heart Will Go On,” which was just as hilarious as it sounds. Janelle refused to do karaoke with us, so the truly cool girls (aka me, Elise and Kristen) did “Every Breath You Take”. I love doing karaoke, even though there’s something so trashy about singing at a bar, so it was a pretty good time.
We all left a little after 2, I think. Then, Elise realized that her passport was in Lisa’s safe. Lisa was with Adam the MBA student, and Elise had to leave for the airport at 4 a.m., as in, in two hours. So we went on a hunt for Lisa and Adam. We stopped at the hard bar first and all the MBAs said the two of them had already left, so we asked a few more MBAs and they were being kind of shady as to where Adam’s house was. So we finally found Adam’s house – after passing his roommate on the street, who was acting super suspicious and somewhat refused to tell us if he knew where Adam was or not – and the house was dark. Two of Adam’s other roommates answered the door of his house and said Adam wasn’t there, but we heard talking inside his bedroom…and Lisa and Adam were in there, but neither of them would come to the door. Lisa shouted the combination to her safe through the door, and Elise and I went back to get her passport. It was quite the adventure and definitely summed up the Lisa/Adam saga that we’ve all been enjoying these past few weeks.
So we chilled for awhile – it was already maybe 3:30 by this point – then there was just no point in going to bed because the bus to the airport was at 5 a.m. Yesterday was just a mess of airplanes and layovers and dead tiredness. I think I was asleep for maybe 6 of the 7 hours of flight time, and the other hour, I was trying to go to bed. We had an obnoxiously long lunch at Chili’s in Dallas, the same place we ate on the way down, and got there just in time to watch the last minute of the Dallas/Detroit game. I was pumped because I thought we’d get to watch the game in Dallas, with Dallas fans, but our plane was just a little too late. I got home at 11 or so, I think, and…that was it.
I still have one, maybe two, things I’m going to put on here, even though I’m home now, so watch for those.