My apartment, while cute and cozy, was having WIFI connection issues. My job site, which I thought was the Museo Nacional, turned out to be the Oficinas Museo Nacional in the next town over. I could not figure out the bus schedule (and, honestly, still struggle with it from time to time) nor could I get my new SIM card to work in my phone. The easy, pura vida (pure life) lifestyle I had enjoyed before was so far out of grasp that I thought I might never get used to living in the city.
Slowly, things began to get better. The women at work took me under their wings and have been giving me advice about public transportation and life in the Central Valley. My landlord and his staff go out of their way to help me feel at home. I have begun to make friends with my neighbors and explore my neighborhood. The locals are amazing and are always quick to strike up a conversation or offer any help they can. San Jose is quite different than the town I lived in before, but the Ticos are just as amazing (and speak more English)! Being on my own makes it harder to find my place here, but every day I am expanding my Spanish vocabulary, meeting new and interesting people, and learning who I am and where I fit in this community.
