Estoy Nervioso (I'm Nervous!)

That's Right, me, Daniel Nowell . . . nervous. Hard to believe perhaps for those who know me, and I wasn't that open to the possibility either before a couple days ago. However, as the prescribed day of departure draws near (tomorrow . . .) I find myself devouring my nails (metaphorically) with the thoughts of being immersed in a foreign culture without the ability to communicate! How does one keep their cool under such situations?

The confidence that carried me through Australia and New Zealand stemmed from the comfort and ease with which I wield my native tongue. Well i did take three years of Spanish in High School, but hell if I remember any of that. I've been attempting to resurrect my distant knowledge of Latin American linguistics these past couple of weeks, but alas, the most helpful phrase I've come up with is "Perdoneme, tiro un pedo" which roughly translates as "Excuse me, I farted."

Well it's sure to be an adventure, and I'm not one to turn down a challenge. Time to open my mind and soak it all in. Here i come Costa Rica!!!