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Costa Ric A Short Story

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Standing 5’4 ½, a mind groggy with dreams, and a will for change, is Destiny Troy, an 18-year-old steering her ship without a map. Dramatic? Yes. But my reality, nonetheless. It’s figurative thinking but a perfect way to capture life and the currents you must face upon hoisting your sail to set course. I am not sure of many things in my life, but I am definitely sure of one thing: I won't be stationary. I will travel, no matter the costs, no matter the time. I like to think of traveling as a new and refreshing start. You don’t know anyone and no one knows you. It’s the perfect scheme to reinvent and fully immerse yourself in an unfamiliar culture. So with every opportunity to get in a car, train, bus, plane, boat, bike, and maybe even your …show more content…

But, our work in Costa Rica was only halfway done. So, let me tell you about the time I climbed a mountain four times. I guess I’ll start by saying that this leg of the trip tested my limits and pushed me past the point of my personal comfortability. If you weren’t already aware, most of Costa Rica is covered in lush greenery, much of which forms into many rainforests with mountains upon mountains. These rainforests host many species of flora like orchids, various ferns, hibiscuses, and fauna like Capuchin monkeys, toucans, sloths, and of course, overly friendly squirrels. We stayed for around four days in Quebrada Arroyo, a dense rainforest home to a large farm. One of the main agricultural exports from that farm happens to be palm oil from its acres of palm trees. Although palm oil has become a staple source of revenue for the community, it is also not a native plant species, and from being such, is devastating to the land. It’s a common contributor to deforestation and makes for a great topic to invest some time into. Aside from research endeavors, we hadn’t climbed a mountain to our cabins just to ogle the views - although they were quite nice. Our jobs had ranged from replacing an irrigation pipe - one of which broke and made for a nice cool down -, touching up paint on water towers, paving a small plank of ground near a garage, and digging up dirt on the side of a hill to fill a plant nursery. Even though the jobs had been taxing, the fresh fruit juices and dip in a waterfall, made every moment all the sweeter. However, like in La Carpio, we had to say goodbye, this time to soccer with locals, pure sugar cane juice, large insects, and some of the friendliest people I’ve ever

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