T-minus 1 day

I just figured out how to blog. Its embarrassingly easy. Now I'm faced with the chore of being interesting so I won't be embarrassed to tell people to check this to see how I'm doing. Also, having a blog makes me feel like a cheesedick. (Sorry Mama and Daddy.)

So I leave for Costa Rica tomorrow. I don't really have a plan. Well, my version of not having a plan, which is I've planned where I'll be by the week but not by the day. This is the schedule:
Weeks 1-2 - In Santa Barbara with my homestay family, hopefully learning Spanish, volunteering, and not being terribly uncomfortable living in somebody else's home. I'm a bit of a vagabond in real life anyway, but I usually am inconveniencing close friends, not total strangers.
Week 3 - In the Montazuma/Mal Pais area. I want to find a small, tiny, miniscule, itsy closet with electricity and a toilet to rent for the week. See I have low expectations, so hopefully I'll find SOMETHING. Anything. Not really into hotel living.
Week 4 - Leslie and Stella fly out and meet me in Dominical for Surf Camp. I AM SO EXCITED ABOUT THIS.
Week 5 - Either keep surfing in Dominical, go back to Montezuma to surf, hike, volcano hop, see more monkeys, whatever until I go home July 1...

Everybody keeps asking me if I'm excited - well, yeah, of course. But it's different than the way you would think. This trip feels so natural and normal, like going to school or work, that I can't get worked up like I did when I went to Hawaii or Europe for the first time. I'm sure I'll lose my cool when I see my first monkey though. I can't WAIT to see monkeys!!!!!!!!