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And Then, To the Dismay of Our Mothers, Liz and I Somehow Hitchhiked Across a Developing Nation

Somehow, the juxtaposition of the scent of alcohol, heavy Spanish accent, and string of obscenities leaving his mouth made me doubt this. Perhaps I was right, because when the bus stopped, somehow, Liz's bag ended up out of her hands and off of the bus. Luckily, the driver managed to get the bag back and nothing was stolen.

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The Art of Public Transit: My Four, Unbreakable, Cardinal Rules

I love traveling solo... most of the time. To be honest, I feel safer in most places while traveling than I do back in the states. However, I have four cardinal rules that I follow while waiting for the buses here in Costa Rica. Why? Because the stations in San Jose are in the worst neighborhoods. Additionally, bus stations in other places also seem to attract characters of all sorts. These rules can be applied almost everywhere and won't lead you astray.

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48 Hours in Monteverde

So before leaving for the United States to work, I wanted to see the Cloud Forest. What is the cloud forest, exactly? It’s a beautiful forest located high above sea level in the mountains. Monteverde (literally meaning ‘Green Mountain,’ in Spanish) is different from the many lowlands of Costa Rica in that it’s elevation is…

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