A few weeks ago I was lucky enough to have my friend Amber come pay me a visit from New York. It was so nice to have someone from "back home" come visit. Amber is one of my friends I still visit with every time I go back to New York, but it has still been about three months.
Her visit started off in a very chaotic and stressful way. Amber took a private shuttle from San José to Monteverde that was supposed to get in around 6pm (about 10 minutes after sun set). Instead, I think she said the shuttle got in at about 8pm. My friends and I were planning a BBQ for that evening, but I told them all to go ahead and that Amber and I would catch up later. I figured she´d get in, we´d get a cab and drive out to my co-worker´s house, because Amber wouldn´t want to walk an hour in the dark through the woods right when she got here. So I waited around my house by myself. Around 8 o´clock I started to get really nervous. She only knew that I lived "50 meters in front of the Hotel Sapo Dorado on the other side of the street in the house in the shape of an A" (The translated version of my official address) and my phone number. Unfortunately, that morning, our phone broke, so I figured she was trying to call us, but we´d never know. So at about 8pm I went to our landlords house to borrow his phone. We called the Hotel Sapo Dorado (again, right across the street and up, supposedly 50m). They said that no one by her name had arrived, and that if she did, they´d send her to our house. So, I went home and started to stress some more. My landlord and I called the shuttle company, but no one answered. Finally, I sat down and started to watch Law and Order SVU. I figured whatever happened to Amber couldn´t be as bad as what happened to the victims on the show.
Around 11pm, my roommates came home and were worried that Amber was not yet here. So at about 12-midnight my time, 2am Eastern Time, I called her parents house, to see if she in fact got on her plane earlier in the day. I turned on skype and went to the restaurant across the street that has wireless. I figured I´d have a great connection at that hour. Well, I talked to her dad and I said "Hi Stan, it´s Bob Bartlett," and the internet cut out. I tried calling a few times after that without any luck. So I went to bed, far later than I ever had before in Costa Rica.
As usual I woke up at about 5am. I went next door to use the internet, and there was a message from Amber saying that she had arrived and tried to find my house, but eventually gave up and stayed at the Hotel Sapo Dorado. So I went around 6am and found her as she was about to get breakfast. She was safe and in one piece, but we were both very relieved and tired.
Her visit started off in a very chaotic and stressful way. Amber took a private shuttle from San José to Monteverde that was supposed to get in around 6pm (about 10 minutes after sun set). Instead, I think she said the shuttle got in at about 8pm. My friends and I were planning a BBQ for that evening, but I told them all to go ahead and that Amber and I would catch up later. I figured she´d get in, we´d get a cab and drive out to my co-worker´s house, because Amber wouldn´t want to walk an hour in the dark through the woods right when she got here. So I waited around my house by myself. Around 8 o´clock I started to get really nervous. She only knew that I lived "50 meters in front of the Hotel Sapo Dorado on the other side of the street in the house in the shape of an A" (The translated version of my official address) and my phone number. Unfortunately, that morning, our phone broke, so I figured she was trying to call us, but we´d never know. So at about 8pm I went to our landlords house to borrow his phone. We called the Hotel Sapo Dorado (again, right across the street and up, supposedly 50m). They said that no one by her name had arrived, and that if she did, they´d send her to our house. So, I went home and started to stress some more. My landlord and I called the shuttle company, but no one answered. Finally, I sat down and started to watch Law and Order SVU. I figured whatever happened to Amber couldn´t be as bad as what happened to the victims on the show.
Around 11pm, my roommates came home and were worried that Amber was not yet here. So at about 12-midnight my time, 2am Eastern Time, I called her parents house, to see if she in fact got on her plane earlier in the day. I turned on skype and went to the restaurant across the street that has wireless. I figured I´d have a great connection at that hour. Well, I talked to her dad and I said "Hi Stan, it´s Bob Bartlett," and the internet cut out. I tried calling a few times after that without any luck. So I went to bed, far later than I ever had before in Costa Rica.
As usual I woke up at about 5am. I went next door to use the internet, and there was a message from Amber saying that she had arrived and tried to find my house, but eventually gave up and stayed at the Hotel Sapo Dorado. So I went around 6am and found her as she was about to get breakfast. She was safe and in one piece, but we were both very relieved and tired.
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