A Distant Land – Lubbock, Texas
I am currently experiencing a trip before THE trip here in the dry, west Texas air of Lubbock. Costa Rica must wait another 10 days, for I am in the midst of a week-long stay in the land of the Texas Tech Red Raiders. All it took to get here was 6 and a half hours of driving, a little bit of singing and dancing in the car, and a small cherry limeade from Sonic. And it was totally worth it! Though while Emily is beginning a new semester of school and life here, I am forced to wait patiently for the unkown that awaits me in Heredia.
Things like exchange rates and calling cards have become commonplace in my conversation these days as I am preparing to learn to do normal things a little differently. I have been told some places take US dollars, others require colones (Costa Rican currency), wait to change currency until arrival, never exchange money with street vendors, I need a departure fee to leave Costa Rica, and on and on. However, in this whole process I am pleased to report that I feel less than overwhelmed. I am more ready and excited than anything.
My host mom reminded me to bring a suit jacket with me for Julio’s wedding, which of course got me all excited again about attending. Going through this whole wedding preparation process myself, it will be interesting to observe how a Costa Rican family handles it. I’m sure there will be some sort of mental note-taking on my part at the wedding, but probably more dancing than anything! That’s why I was practicing my moves on the way to Lubbock. Although I’m sure they can show this white boy a lot about what it means to dance with a Latino flavor. As for now, I’m going to keep my American spices alive here in the great state of Texas until I begin to join them with those of a more distant land.