Day 289, el Lunes 29 de abril 2013
9:40
A
nice school week and another TKD
tournament.
I owe you guys a nice post, because I honestly
were just too lazy to write these days. Now I found some time, lying in my bed
after I good night of sleep. My big toe hurts, and both upper arms, but about
that later in the post.
The school week was normal and nice, I
had a lot of fun in classes and the breaks and I never felt more part of the
life here. Everyday something or someone gets added to my Costa Rican life, and
every day my Costa Rican life gets shorter. You could say that it isn’t fair,
working so hard building up your life and having to let everything behind.
Could you say that an exchange is a ‘beautiful lie with an ugly truth’? In some
way yes.
Friday was celebrated with pizza
by 2 classmates and me in my house. I don’t do that much with my classmates so
it was very nice, and I like pizza.
During the week I went almost
every day to the park, something which I’ve been doing the last weeks actually,
just drinking smoothies in the park. Mostly with Sarah but also with other
friends, and maybe on an occasional date.
Saturday was cleaning the house
day and today as well actually, my parents are coming tomorrow (!!) so the
house must be 110% clean! Clean houses is a big thing in the latin culture,
something which can drive the ‘cochino extranjeros’ crazy.
So yesterday was another cool day,
not because of an cool trip or a nice day on the beach, no it was because of a
cool fight. I woke up early and 5 friends, the TKD teacher and I went in the
car to San José to the biggest gym of Costa Rica for a national championship of
taekwondo. It was very nice to see all the fights and some people were so good.
I had to wait 8 hours before my fight started so by that time I was pretty
tired of doing nothing (so weird getting tired of doing nothing), but a good
warming up woke me up. I was in the pool of 74-78 kilo, yellow belt and year
1993. Because there was nobody of my age and weight I got tossed in with the
twenty year olds; more challenge, more fun. My first fight was with a pretty
big guy, I was taller but way skinnier but I feared nothing and went in the
fight with full power. Within 20 seconds I was facing a 4-0 loss; the guy used
simple kicks to score fast points and didn’t give me the space I needed to
kick. I wanted to knock him out so I didn’t use to simple kicks or the spinning
kicks, I didn’t have enough confidence in those. I kicked him in the face 2
times and made him fall multiple times but he didn’t want to give up. He kept
doing the same kicks and we defense was failing. In the end I lost with 15 to
8. I didn’t feel bad about it, I gave all I had and the other guy was better;
it was a nice fight. I did hurt to guy a lot while he didn’t hurt me at all so
that says something as well. And secretly I am very happy that I didn’t get
hurt badly, because that would destroy my trip with my parents.
So tomorrow my parents are coming
and that is going to be A to the W E S O M E. I will pick them up from the
airport and show them around in Orotina. I am so happy to see them again; it is
290 days since I have seen them for the last time! And I can show them my life
and my country; Costa Rica.
