The end of Nicaragua and just a little Costa Rica

On Friday, we decided we should probably start heading to Costa Rica. Eduardo and I were going to take the overnight bus, but I had a little stomach issue and we decided that we shouldn't risk the 6 hours in a bus. Saturday morning we got up early and headed to the bus station. It was about a two hour ride to the border. I was sad to be leaving the dirty city that I enjoyed so much and the family that made me feel so welcome. At the border, we went through immigration and got on another bus, the bus took us to the other side of the terminal (which was apparently in Costa Rica) and we had to get off and go through immigrations again. We had a quick meal and were off again.

Have you ever seen a windmill (the kind used to produce electricity) in real life? I've always assumed from pictures that they were big, but we passed a field of them going through Costa Rica and they are ENORMOUS!! I literally stared out the window with my mouth open in awe of their sheer size. Wow.

This morning Eduardo got called to check out a potential job site. So we met Mario and went to meet a wealthy old gringo who has bought an old hotel and wants to turn it into his house. After that, I had to head to the airport. It is very sad for me to leave and not have an exact plan of return. But God will do what He wants and make a way if this is truly what He desires. That is what I remain confident in.