Costa Rica, Day 1 (On our way to San Jose)
Where do I even start? 😂 This trip was pure magic. Day 1: Thursday, Oct. 21st It was 2am in the morning when I was abruptly awaken from a deep sleep. I remember finding myself in a bed at my grandparents house in Utah. How could I have forgotten? My adventures were just beginning. I got myself ready for the long day ahead of me and checked to make sure all of my bags were packed. Mom, Dad, Britton, Garrett, Hazen, Grandma Sandy, Grandpa Lynn, and myself were all ready to go. The bags were packed and the arrangements made. The cold, dark, and dry environment of Utah were going to be left behind, and the warm, humid, lush and tropical Costa Rica was about to enfold me. We hopped into our tiny minivan with barely enough room for our tons of luggage and 8 travelers. Off we went to the Salt Lake City airport. I remember pulling into the dark parking lot with hundreds of cars parked everywhere. Once we found an open spot we parked there and then got on a shuttle that took us to the air...