(Twenty Eight Hours Later! Sometimes I really outdo myself. It really was about twenty eight hours between waking up at my grandma’s house and going to bed in San José).
~ * ~
Let’s play a game. It’s called ‘Testing Your Limits’. Continue reading
(Twenty Eight Hours Later! Sometimes I really outdo myself. It really was about twenty eight hours between waking up at my grandma’s house and going to bed in San José).
~ * ~
Let’s play a game. It’s called ‘Testing Your Limits’. Continue reading →
Filed under Costa Rica
Tagged as airport, Costa Rica, family, flying, layover, moving, summer, travel
...just in case I get lost along the way.
This blog really isn't supposed to 'be' anything. It is really just a way of expressing myself, of reflecting on my life, and of keeping track of where I've been and how I've got to where I am.
Clicking an image will usually take you either to a full-size version or, if it's not mine, to the website where I originally found it. Please look around, browse the links, stick around for a while; and let me know you stopped by : )