Yesterday morning Emily and I ventured out to study at a small café close to home. After a couple hours of unsuccessful studying; due to my busy mind thinking of pros and cons of the program, missing my boy, and such... I decided to venture back home. But before I did I couldn't resist stopping at a cute, little market. As I walked through the doors I was greeted by the cashier, "Buenos Dias," said with a smile of course, then another worker-same story, and this happened once more. I responded in the same manner, but with each greeting I felt a little more comfortable, and I believe my smile grew each time. As I made my way around the small market and picked out the things I intended to purchase, I felt confident, and the scene felt normal, as if it was just another day. It might be one of the only times that I truly felt comfortable since I've been here, while being surrounded soley by Ticos. It all came through a simple greeting, they didn't look at me like a lost gringa, but just another customer.
It's the simple things, right?
Bendiciones para ti,
Hannah
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