Hanging Out (a pilgrim)
We started our morning by taking a drive to the nearest zip-lining adventure course. Once we had on all of our gear, we climbed the ladder to the first platform. Soon we were flying through the jungle on metal wires. We were flying upside down, sideways, and sometimes spinning in circles. Then in the middle of our fun, it starts to rain. Now, this is not Idaho rain. This is Costa Rican rain-forest rain. Within seconds we were drenched. We were trying to forget about our cameras getting soaked in the pools that were forming in our pockets and the fact that we are all attached to cords up in very, very tall trees. Instead, we kept zipping through the storm. It was such beautiful experience to be flying through the cool air with huge raindrops hitting our face.
What we didn’t think about was the bus ride home. We were all so soaked that puddles formed in our seats and around our feet. We were very cold. It was worth it, though. We returned home to grab some dinner and change clothes.
Then our guide, Diego, took us to the local church for a “not so normal” Saturday service. We had no idea what to expect. As we walked in we saw people praying and singing all around the chapel. We waited for them to finish and then the fun started. They began to play music and showed us their dances. We were watching and enjoying the service when some girls came and grabbed us. They took us to the center of the chapel and told us to do what they do. So we danced. I’m sure we looked ridiculous because there was lots of smiling and laughter. It was a blast. Then the preacher went to the front and started talking. Most of us had no idea what he was saying but Lucas later told us that he was showering us with blessings. Then the people gathered around us and started praying over us. It was so powerful to hear them and know that they believed in us.
Hasta la bye-bye!
