Homestay Sendero

How much farther to the top of this thing?!

I am huffing and puffing as I scramble my way along the side of the mountain. My homestay sister showed me this sendero, or short-cut, this morning, But that was coming down! I groaned. Now, I had to climb back up! And to add insult to injury, it had already started raining, which made the black soil even more mushy to walk on.

I instantly gave myself props, however, for buying the grey sneakers instead of the white ones. At least with the grey ones, you won’t be able to tell how dirty they are, I remember my mom telling me when we were shopping in Kohl’s. I had to admit, my shoes had started building some character. They no longer came untied, and I had broken them in pretty well. Wherever I went in Costa Rica, my sneakers were there to guide me along.

Time for a break.

I stopped under a gigantic tree to take a breath only to have it stolen away by one of the most amazing views I had ever seen. The rain had slowed to a mist and out over the mountains, a double rainbow arched over them. As sweat dripped from my chin, I couldn’t help but laugh. The end of the rainbow was at the top of the mountain.