Tico time.

"No shoes, no shirt, no problems." That does tend to be the general feel around here, even during midterms.

I mean, when you get to celebrate the 21st birthday of a fearless, travel-tried friend at the field station's dining table--

--take your second midterm of the day with your stomach anchored firmly to the cool, hardwood floor while classic rock tunes from your professor's itunes bounce around the corner to where you're writing furiously--

--listen to your peers trying to woo a mottled owl from its perch behind the laundry greenhouse and rescue two moths the size of your hands from the library--

--it's really hard to worry about the essay and two species reports you still have to write, or all the packing you have to do, or anything at all. Apologies for the lack of posting, but things certainly picked up academically this past week, and we've all been pretty busy. We head out at 8 AM tomorrow for another field trip, so it'll be a few weeks before I'm back here for my homestay with access to internet again.

Time ain't no thang here. No cell phones, early mornings: laughing and singing and studying late in to the nights.

 And with that, I suppose I'm off again. Cheers, people--updates in a few weeks when I'm 21!. 

Ciao, Monteverde. See you in a few...