On the Rockies

This week was pretty much a huge rollercoaster for both Kristen and I.
For one, we craved chocolate and cookies ALL week. This was one of those cravings that you just think about all the time and its just about the only thing you think about. On top of that we were both pretty emotional, Thursday afternoon after school we both sat on our beds and literally cried to each other about our various problems... and finished off the chocolate bar I had gotten the night before. It was actually pretty refreshing to be able to do with someone. Its one thing to room together and share everything, but we can share emotions and struggles together. I am glad for the discussions we had, and how we could encourage eachother through that time.
I think its hard for a native English speaker to come to another country, knowing little or none of the language spoken there, and trying to teach. A lot of the time the kids dont respect the teacher, and get in the habit of giving blank looks and telling you they dont understand when you know for a fact they do. Since I have more free time than I wanted, it gives me a heck of a lot of time to think. This is always pretty dangerous, I will never say thinking is a bad thing, but you are your own worst enemy. There have been a few people that have questioned the work Ive done here, or if im doing anything at all. At first it hurt me, I feel that my character has been questioned a lot since Ive been gone. But I KNOW what i'm doing here, and I know that i'm doing good even if others doubt me. God knows me, He knows my thoughts, my prayers and my struggles. Thats all I should worry about, not what other people are thinking of me.
Its been a lot of discovery this week. I dont feel like the same person that got off that plane, and I dont think Ill be the same person that gets off it again when I touch American soil. Im so thankful to be here, struggles and all. I know that we dont often praise the struggles we have until we are out of them... Im not out of my struggles yet here, but I am thankful. I mean, what is the point of all of this if you arent going to let it change you?
I dont mean to be writing a novel, but I think this weekend was definitely what we needed. It was completely relaxed a bit cold and miserable, but relaxed. Friday night we decided to stay in and watch the Breakfast Club and slept as late as we could... Which wasnt late at all, and got up to go to the market and shopped for food for the next couple weeks. Got home and I made some no-bake cookies, which were definitely super dooper easy and were a hit with Gilda and Carlos and their whiney grandchild. She even asked for the recipe! We wandered downtown San Jose for awhile also, looking for some Artisan Market we couldnt find to meet a girl we had met during the week. We didnt find it after wandering around for an hour, but ended up stopping for some coffee at a place called Toastadora(?), it was ssuuuuper good. We are finding some franchises in Costa Rica that we like like, Pops, Toastadora, and Muss Mani so far.
That being said, I am looking forward to spending the day with the Greens tomorrow, and hopefully trying to understand what is being said in the sermon. Buenos noches!