The most common question, when I tell people that I'm moving is....
Really? Nosara? No...Sara? Aren't you going to take that as a sign?
Answer: Nope!
Yes, I realize the name of the town is screaming for me to turn the other way. In a rational world, I might listen. BUT, I want to! (insert foot stomp)
In one week, I'll be getting on a jetplane, (don't worry mom, I do know when I'll be back again) for San Jose, Costa Rica! I hope to take a small vacation there, and then will be off to Nosara -- where I'll meet my coworkers, in person (instead of Skype) and my new work and home for the next year.
I am uber-excited!
Major task for the next week: Try to figure out how to get everything I want to bring with into two suitcases, a carry on, and a 'personal item'.
I'm taking volunteers for sitting on my suitcases to get them closed. Sorry Becky, I don't think you will fit in there after all.
