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Central America Caribbean » Costa Rica » Heredia August 14th 2013

1. I arrived at the airport in San Jose, Costa Rica at 8:30 p.m on a Friday, dead tired from a 6:00 a.m. departure from Kansas City coupled with a 9 hour layover in Texas. I really messed up when booking my tickets. My study abroad program offered a group flight, but I decided to save a little cash and search the internet for cheaper tickets. I was ecstatic to find plane tickets for a couple hundred dollars less than what I would have paid for the group flight, and immediately booked them. Live and learn, I guess. I spent the next few weeks navigating a chaotic interaction with some foreign travel agency that kept emailing and calling me about problems with the tickets, and I ended up just dealing with the airline directly. The end ... read more

Central America Caribbean » Costa Rica » Heredia August 14th 2013

1. Studying abroad is expensive. While the Kansas State study abroad office is very generous with its scholarships, it is hard to avoid several thousand dollars of expenses. The flight costs money, tuition costs money, and the program general charges extra. On top of this, you will want to travel, possible go to bars with friends, and enjoy coffee at cafes, so your money will be constantly draining. Financing your trip without taking out loans is possible, but it requires sacrifice. I got a job at a pizza restaurant during the semester before my summer in Costa Rica. I worked 20-25 hours a week, which, combined with my 17 credit hours, meant that I was sleeping very little. I did not have time for extracurricular activities, and sometimes had to forgo parties to study. I listened ... read more


A new girl arrived at the farm 2 days ago, and after a bit of conversation we realized that she had been reading my blog. In fact, my blog had set her sister (who, strangely, lives 10 minutes from my hometown) at ease about the fact that she was coming to farm in Costa Rica. This conversation reminded me about one of my concerns when I was planning my trip: the owner. For all I knew, he could have been a psycho, a pervert, or a WWOOF slave-driver. As in most cases, the worries were unfounded. Robert Roman is a great man, and the following is what I have gathered from a month living at his farm. Robert Roman was born around 1950 in the St. Louis, Missouri area. During childhood, his only exposure to organic ... read more


Yesterday Robert brought a couple of gallons of raw milk to the kitchen and taught us to make cheese. The process is surprisingly simple, and this morning I was rewarded with hot pepper cheese in my scrambled eggs. I finished my eggs quickly because Crispin, Max, and I were late for our bus. The previous afternoon I had been climbing around in an avocado tree dropping avocados down to Crispin when the wind picked up. We looked upwind and saw clouds swirling and lightning flashing around the top of the mountain that dominates the eastward view from Robert's farm. The windmills that typically turn at the mountain's summit were obscured. As we watched the clouds churn, we realized that we hadn't yet climbed that mountain. I am leaving the farm soon, so we promptly asked Robert ... read more
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Four flavors of homemade cheese


The farm has really grown on me this last week, and I believe that this is largely due to the food. Not necessarily the quality or quantity of the food; rather, the satisfaction that is felt when I am sinking my teeth into food that I have grown/killed and prepared myself. I didn't appreciate this feeling when my hand was up a chicken's ass and I was pulling it's guts out, but the feeling dawned on me in retrospect. We have been experiencing an egg shortage recently, and after a little investigation came to find that the chickens were cannibalizing their own eggs. Robert told us to stake the chickens out, figure out which ones were engaging in the cannibalism, mark them, and execute them at our leisure. It didn't take us long to witness one ... read more
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Delicious chicken with stuffing


The backpacking trip went perfectly, although I have been informed that Cerro Chirripo is only the highest mountain in Costa Rica, not Central America. We woke up early on Sunday and quickly completed our work. We left the farm at noon, hiking to Ciudad Colon and getting on a bus to San Jose. We arrived in San Jose 45 minutes before our next bus was scheduled to depart, so we quickly walked/jogged the 22 blocks to the next bus station. Arriving just in time, we bought our bus tickets and settled in for the beautiful 3 1/2 hour ride through cloudy green mountains to San Isidro. In San Isidro we had an hour to kill before our final bus ride so we sat in a park and observed all the church-goers before sipping a beer at ... read more
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Time has been a bit strange. I settled into a routine, and a whole week slipped by. I think the difference in time perception here stems from lack of urgency; there are few things that can not be put off until tomorrow. Although this week passed quickly, it was full of hard work and amazing experiences. We have mostly finished digging the beds, so we have now devoted ourselves to planting and harvesting. We planted pineapples, tropical cherries, papaya trees, onions, and other things. Apparently, pineapples take 2 years to grow. To eat one pineapple a day you would need 730 plants, and would have to plant a new one every day. Luckily, planting pineapples is simple; you just shove the stem into the ground. We plant trees at the ends of the beds. Part of ... read more
Coconut tree with monkey
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Wrestling Monkeys


Yesterday I was a bit uncomfortable. We stayed up late drinking wine (damn Henry and his DJing), and everyone was sluggish when we woke up. Food was running low, so Robert gave us some money to go purchase produce at the farmer's market that was going on in town. We all went, and the walk doubled as a last goodbye for Alex. We got to the market, and Alex said that he had to carry on to the bus station. The girls cried, the guys hugged, and off he went. He has more work lined up down in Panama, but plans to party on Costa Rica's Caribbean side first. I wish I could go. Anyways, the girls were pretty upset, so they got beer and cigarettes and we literally sat around the park for a few ... read more


We have meat tonight. For days we have been talking about executing a rooster, and we finally did it. It started at 6:30 this morning when I woke and joined the others for breakfast. We all agreed that we had waited long enough, and that today was the big day. I was more that supportive, because I particularly hated the bastard we killed. While I was shoveling his shit for the compost pile yesterday, I watched this rooster ambush a little chicken and molest it, then strut all over the place. I made sure to point that one out when the time came. First, though, we had to work. Alex and I dug some more beds and philosophized a bit about life. He's a college graduate who majored in genetics and worked in a lab for ... read more
That damned chicken coup
Baby plants that aren't ready for the real world
Mango Tree


I arrived in San Jose, Costa Rica, at around noon on July 25th with the intention of finding a bus to take to Ciudad Colon to begin WWOOFing. I was a bit nervous. San Jose can be dangerous, and the bus station is located in an area nicknamed the "red zone" due to all of the muggings and pickpocketings that occur. Being a gringo is enough to make one stand out in San Jose, and the enormous backpack I was hauling made me feel like even more of a spectacle. I walked quickly and stuck to more crowded streets and was able to reach the bus station without any trouble.A cab driver talked me into buying a ride from him. This cost me $20 as opposed to the 50 cents that the bus would have cost, ... read more
My Corner
Our quarters on the left, Robert's house on the right
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