I woke up early to get ready for 8:30 church service. As I put on my skirt and got myself ready, I began to realize the rest of the house was dead silent. Sure enough, Mami woke up to tell me that we weren’t going to the 8:30 service as planned, but rather the 2:30 service. I spend my unexpected extra time exploring Tibas (my neighborhood) with my sister and cousins. We headed down to a park apparently called “Play” and played around. As we headed to the park, we went in a direction I’d never been before. I was in for a surprise. All of the sudden there was the most beautiful view I had seen so far from my neighborhood. It was one of those moments I wished I had a camera (due to petty theft, I’ve been encouraged to keep my valuables at home as much as possible and only bring things such as my camera a little as necessary). On the way home from the park I saw this lady wearing old school U of O sweats and the bright green and yellow made me miss home (especially knowing that I’m missing fall football) We came home for lunch and had a traditional Costa Rican soup. It was filled with tons of vegetables I had never even heard of nor seen in my life (good thing I’m not a picky eater anymore). It was delicious, although didn’t quite cool me down from the extremely hot and humid weather of today. After a stop to meet grandma and grandpa we finally made our way to church. Boy was I in for a real shocker. I knew that my family was Pentecostal, but I don’t know if anything could’ve prepared me for the church service. It was absolute craziness (from my somewhat laid back church tradition). It was by far the most interesting and shocking experience of my trip so far, but also one of great learning, in understanding how everyone approaches their spirituality drastically different. After 4 hours of from my perspective “massive chaos”, we left church early (ha, I could’ve been there a few hours more) we went home for a nice calm evening at home. I guess church really takes it out of them because we were all in bed by 8:30. I feel like such an old fogey with my new sleep schedule (early bedtime and early mornings. Soon enough I’ll be waking up extra early to do the crossword like my dad…I love you daddy)
Tuesday, September 2, 2008
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