Going from seventy degree sunny to shoved-up-against-a-freezing-window in Fort Lauderdale for four hours is a little less than luxorious. And considering we just exited what seems to be the most ghetto airline on the face of the planet (Spirit AIRLINES,where they so casually charged me three dollars for a glass of water and the plane made so many you're-about-to-die noises that I almost shit my pants with fear), we have started our trip off right...full of adventure.
Speaking of adventure, thanks to ms. Abel for suggesting an early arrival to the airport; we needed it more than she expected. Two hours before our flight, We were told by the check-in dude that we needed a ticket OUT of Costa Rica before we were allowed to enter. Lovely.
Frantic, we called what seemed to be everyone under the sun, and ended up finding our solution under the Australian one, where one of Abel's friends booked us a "ticket" back to LA. Spirit airlines, in all of their proper professionalism, didn't seem to mind that we had completely changed our minds, decided to not backpack, and booked a ticket back to the states for ten days later. As long as, of course, we payed our 43 bucks to check our backpacks.
Needless to say, we owe our lives and the fact that we will be on a beach in less than 24 hours, to a certain technologically brilliant Aussie. She knows who she is.
The adventures are just starting. Stay tuned.
I'll be getting tan.
Xoxo
I hope that you also realize that there's a fee/tax thing to LEAVE Costa Rica. About 26 dollars if I remember correctly. Anyways, they won't let you leave until you have that. Plus, if you're going down through Panama, be prepared for about 50 checkpoints. Just driving up the road (while still in Costa Rica) that comes from Panama we got stopped three times to check passports and look for drugs.
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