It was the spring break of my 7th grade year. My dual language program at Gaiser Middle School, decided we were going to take a trip to different parts of Costa Rica. There was about 40 of us who decided we were going to go. A combination of students, parents, siblings, and teachers. Although we weren't to happy about the teachers being involved. Now let me tell you, my mom was practically in charge of the whole trip. From the places we would visit, to the places we stayed, airfare, food, lodging, and etc. It wasn't the most pleasant trip I have ever been on, but I can definitely say it is one I will never forget.
We had to be at the airport way to early in the morning for my liking, we had to be there quarter to 5, and everyone else was asked to be there at 5:30-ish. We are taking a early flight to a Arizona, and then from Arizona, we go to Costa Rica. Okay keep in mind this is my first plane ride ever. Never have I been on a plane, or had thought about being on one, until this trip. Of course having to get up super early caused me not to eat and caused me to just be sick before I even got aboard the plane. But I got a window seat so it wasn't so bad. Well that's what I thought, until the plane started to move. Take off and being in the air was fine. Until turbulence started to kick in. And let's just say this is how I found out I had motion sickness. Not the best way to find that out. I was sick the whole flight to Arizona. It may not be long in time to people, but to me that was the longest 75 minutes of my life. It felt like eternity. Especially since I felt like throwing up the whole time. We get to Arizona and the first thing my mom does is make me drink a whole bunch of water and makes me eat some food. We had a 6 hour layover in Arizona so we all had plenty of time to eat, charge our phones and etc. But the most important thing to my mom was to make sure that I had a dose of Dramamine before we got on a 11- hour flight to Costa Rica. However that flight wasn't any better. We finally land in Costa Rica, at 11 pm, and we are all exhausted but are wide awake and want to just start the trip but we know we can't. The girls that I roomed with decided we should all stay up and enjoy the new things to look at, however that dream was ruined when the hotel security come and make sure that you're sleeping, and tell your leaders if they hear any noises. So we get in trouble, but whatever because it was my mom so I just kissed ass and told her we just couldn't sleep. The morning of the packed day of activities that included zip lining, started at 6, and let me tell you that I absolutely hated not getting to a hotel until almost midnight and then having to be up at 5:30 for the next day. But because it was such amazing trip, I let that negative slide. We all woke up this morning, with excitement as to what the day will bring us. We get on the bus to travel to Monteverde, Costa Rica. This is where the massive Zipline was that all of us were so excited about and talked about until we actually got there. We get to the place, and listen to the drills, and get harnessed, get the shoes and gloves we needed, and pick our partners for the longest zip lines during the course. The first couple zip lines my adrenaline was through the roof, and then I was able to calm down. It was so much thrill rushing through me, and I was so excited that my patience was close to zero because I just wanted to keep going and going. The best part was that there was a couple times where you had to turn around as you were being sent off because they take your picture to get print offs after you're completed with the course. Ever time you would get pushed off of the perch you stood on between lines, you were just excited for the next one. I remember being able to look down and get goosebumps because of how high we were off the ground, and how the wind would hit the line so perfectly that when you are going to from to the next, there was a whistling sound that was beautiful. Not the annoying whistling noise. The best part of the whole course was the last 3 lines. They were the longest out of all of them. They consisted of at least 2 miles long, and were about 8 miles high. These lines went through the cloud forest in the tour, and the platforms were above the forest itself so we could see the whole thing from multiple different views. It was the most amazing view I had ever seen. The one part that I think killed me the most was called the Tarzan Swing. That was the most terrifying thing I had ever done it was insane, but I would totally do it again if I had the opportunity. It was such a thrill. But I swear I had pissed my pants by the end of it. At this time I was such a lazy person, and you either had to do the Tarzan Swing to reach the end of the course or walk this huge hill. And I wasn't about to do that. So I did the Tarzan Swing instead. The men who were running it said that after they harnessed me in, i would have to walk to the platform and they would count to 3, and that's when I jump. But they don't tell you that one of the guys will follow you to the edge without you knowing and push you off at 2. So I screamed like a girl and couldn't stop until I got un-hooked from the swing itself. It was so much fun, and all I remember after the swing was the thrill of it and that I wanted to do it again. And to know I wasn't the only one who screamed at the top of my lungs was pretty fulfilling too. But that's my story about Cost Rica, it was so much fun and such a amazing trip that I got to do. It was such a amazing experience, and I'm so glad that I decided to go. I was so skeptical about it for a while, but it's one trip I will never not tell the tail of. I loved that trip, even though I had to speak Spanish most of the time.
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Shelby
1/31/2017 12:52:41 pm
Good post
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