Friday, April 25, 2014

After teaching a lesson on the Gilded Age by showing a video a discussing it (because it is better for all parties involved if we just get through the Gilded Age), I spent most of the day enjoying life and helping out the 9th Graders in their continued quest to learn about the Mexican Revolution.  After sitting in on the teachers’ meeting which featured a couple of police officers coming and talking to us about drugs, I caught a ride back to Santa Ana to pack up and go catch the bus to Manuel Antonio.  After taking the bus to San Jose, we walked to the Tracopa bus station.  Zoe was busy dropping off loafs of bread that she did not want to random homeless people along the way.  We walked through an area that I had not seen before which was actually a lot nicer than what I had previously seen of San Jose.  We even passed by the Teatro Nacional which is their national theater, which was a really cool looking building.  At the bus station, we had to wait for quite a while because the bus was running almost an hour behind, but that was ok.  That just meant that it was major snoozeville when we did finally get on the bus.  Zoe and I found our hostel at the bottom of the hill in Manuel Antonio and got all checked in.  The hostel was pretty cheap, in a great location, had a pool, and played movies on a projector, but the rooms themselves were pretty outdated and the bunkbeds had some of the thinnest "mattresses" I have ever experienced.  But hey, we were in paradise.