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Can’t sleep…. Ahhhhh what time is it!!!!! Did I at least sleep a little? I must have, it's 11h30pm. I need to sleep but I need to wake up on time? I can’t be late or miss my flight. I need to sleep. Am I forgetting anything? Did I pack everything that I need? Man, what was I thinking, clothing for a 4-day stay at a five-star hotel and then backpacking for the next 7 days. Yep, I’m doing this on my own travelling all of the West Coast. Is my Spanish good enough, I was so busy, I don’t think I put enough hours practising, I’m still rusty. I understand it, but my verbiage is not the best. Can I really do this, what was I thinking but at the same time I’m so excited and I know I’m ready for this. I wish Dad was with me at the Andaz, I hope Dad is gonna be ok. I’m worried, he’s so weak, it wasn’t suppose to be this way. I so wanted him to live and experience what I accomplished. I wanted my Dad to feel and see the difference from where he came from to how it is 39 years later. My Dad and I are alike, we are high achievers. I’m his and he’s my number one fan. My accomplishment really got us closer. Shit is it 1h23am, did I at least sleep. No, no I can’t think so or maybe I did. I hate that kind of sleep. Relax, breath, relax my face, my forehead, my cheeks, my eyes, my eye socket, the nerve behind my eyes, my jaw, I am relax, sleep, sleep. I need to sleep cause 6 am is just around the corner and I got to sleep. Ohhhh the alarm, I know, got to get up hhhhhhh, hey it’s 6am, go, go, go girl, Costa Rica here I come. It does not matter if I didn’t sleep cause I’m in heaven. Yes, I’m ready to face the long day. It’s gonna be so much fun to discover and experience. Hop I go, I close up my backpack, I test the weight and l swing it over my shoulder. On my way to the airport. I’m conditioning myself that it will be a long day of travel, leaving the east coast all the way to the other side of the west coast with a long lay over in Houston and another in Liberia. Then a two-hour bus ride on the next day until we get to the Andaz Hotel. Ha!!!!! I can just imagine everyone's luggage, fancy and perfect and all I have is a 60L backpack. I can just imagine to everyone's surprise what I am carrying. It's gonna be so funny to see their faces cause no one really knows what I am doing. And if they do, I don’t think they think I’m actually doing it…. It’s typical, they have no idea what to expect. I’m unique, what you would expect, I don’t tend to follow the patented road. I’m fierce just like my Dad is. Just like he was.