So, here I am at the end of the semester. I only have a couple of days left in Costa Rica. The first few months that I was here, I didn’t think I would feel the same as some of the students were saying they felt from the previous semester. I heard, more than once, the sentence “I never want to leave.” I thought that would not be me only because I have never felt anything close to that when leaving Flagstaff. Sure I am sad to leave friends, but I know that I will always see them the next semester.
For probably my first three months here I knew that I would be excited to go home, and hearing stories of other students going home for a visit during the semester made me extremely jealous. I even tried to look for a ticket cheap enough during our spring break, but it just wasn’t close enough.
Now here we are, the last week of school, and I feel like an emotion rollercoaster. I cannot wait to finish with these classes; the end of a semester is always a nightmare. But at the same time, being finished with these classes mean being closer to leaving Costa Rica on Friday. And at first I thought I would only be sad to leave my host family, but now it’s every one that I have had class with, living in this beautiful country and being fully immersed in this language.
Ever since last week at out USAC goodbye party, I have been so torn about leaving here. I have made such good friendships with people all over the country. I think what gets me the most is that I don’t know when I will see this country or these people again. Way to be a Debbie-Downer I know, but this is what is going through my mind.
What it comes down to is that I got an amazing experience here that I am so grateful for. Seriously I spent the semester in Costa Rica and experienced so many amazing things. And when it comes down to it, I am satisfied with what I have done while here.