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I was so excited about making progress, but then Christmas came around

  • Dec 9, 2014
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Current location: Heredia, still...

There were two things that could occur that would be devastating for my project, and one of them just happened. The other one, that did not yet occur is that I would get bitten by a crocodile, and this is of course far more worse than the other thing that I was worried about: The university closes for the holidays and I have not been able to do anything, nothing, zip, nada, tipota, inget with my project. That means that I will have spent more than 2 months in Costa Rica whilst accomplishing nothing. Yesterday I threw a tantrum when I flat our asked the person in charge of the laboratory if the reality of the situation was that I am forced to take a vacation for one and a half month before I could start my experiments, and I received a simple “yes” as the response. I normally don’t drink much alcohol, and definitely not in the mornings, but this morning I did. Having re-booted after nine hours of sleep I tried today to do something constructive, you know “think outside the box” and all that. What me and my friend (Ludvig) accomplished today was the following: 1) Realize that the food from a street vender that I ate yesterday was not agreed upon by my stomach, 1 hour later with 7 visits to the bathroom… 2) Make reservations for a car rental to go explore the area where we will be working in further along 3) Pack our things and print out maps 4) Take a bus to the airport 3) Get off at the wrong spot and have to walk with bags in confused circles 5) Get denied to rent a car because I didn’t bring my passport, and Ludvig (with his passport) didn’t have enough money to pay the $950 deposit for the car 6) Take the bus back, only to realize that it doesn’t go back the same road that it came - lost again 7) Me slipping in dog shit. Ten fingers ten toes, ten fingers ten toes… We are making another attempt tomorrow, wish me luck.

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