Costa Rica here I am!

On to the next part of my travels! After leaving Nicaragua I had a heartfelt ruin with my parents. I left Isla de Ometepe on a 5am ferry to see if I could catch an earlier bus out of Rivas, Nicaragua. The bus ticket I had purchased didn't leave until 1pm which would have put me in San Jose after dark and all the advice I had was to not take public transit after dark so I would have had to stay the night in a hostel if I took the 1pm bus. I knew that there were earlier buses so I figured I might as well try my luck out. And was extremely lucky to get the very last seat on the 8:30am bus out of Rivas. It was quite an ordeal to try and get that seat too. When I got to the bus "station" there were closed and it looked more like a tienda than an actual bus stop. Which it turned out to be. The woman at the "desk" checked tickets and then when it came close to time for the bus to come, walked us across the street and down the block to catch the bus on the side of the road. It was all very confusing with my minimal Spanish skills but it all worked out.

But my luck hadn't run out yet... The bus made a stop at the airport which I didn't expect. The airport is much closer to Alajuela than San Jose and so I figured there would be a cheaper bus from the airport out to where my parents where staying. As I was gathering my bags I realized that it was right around the time that my parents flight was supposed to land. I figured it wouldn't hurt to check the arrivals area to at least get information about their flight. As I was walking through all the taxi drivers trying to figure out where to get flight info I looked in the distance and low and behold... there where my parents!