Pitter-pat, pitter-pat. The rain falls over the roof while I sit in my hammock watching Netflix. Pitter-pat, pitter-pat. The clouds growl at me as the thunder gets closer. Pitter-pat, pitter-pat. The lightning strikes brighter than a million suns. Pitter-pat, pitter pat. The sounds of the rain pounding in the roof is soothing. Pitter-pat, pitter-pat.
I wake up I have one thing on my mind, today. Today I leave for Costa Rica. As I get ready to go, my dog Lupin looks very concerned. He has his ears pinned back, and tail between his legs. We leave and I painfully say goodbye to the dogs, then my room. Suddenly it becomes goodbye house, goodbye driveway. Before I knew it we were on Highway 280 heading to the airport.
We park and head into the airport, all goes well until we have some complications getting my boarding pass, this than that. An hour passes and we finally get it, we head to security and then I realized I wont see my dad for another three months. I tear up as we leave field of view waving to each other.
We start out the trip by walking the wrong way and waste around 10-15 mins (great start right?). We get to the gate close to the boarding time, but we have enough time to get some donuts and coffee for Mom. They call over the speaker each zone to board, and all I can think about is how even with all the delays this was one of the quickest moments of my life. We board the plane. It moves to the runway. I feel the thrust of the engines pushing me towards the next chapter of my life. Wheels up. Goodbye Minnesota.
I hear the sound of birds chirping, and wind blowing, all I can think about is how beautiful this area is. I get dressed and unzip the tent with my book in hand. Today is the first day of climbing on the Seagull Palisades. I was here the year before so I know the wall, the rock hard like bones, the cracks deep and thin. I’m usually the first one up so I’m surprised to see Emory reading his book out at the point. I say "Good Morning" and quietly sit down with my book, its setting is in the wild, so I feel like I'm in the book. As the rest of the campers wake up we start making breakfast. We had picked fresh blueberries the day before so we all decided on blueberry pancakes. They looked so amazing i could barely hold myself from eating all the pancakes!
As we canoe over to the crag (climbing wall) my heartbeat steadily increases. We reach the wall, the counselors set up the anchors as we look over the lake. The horizon stretches farther than my eyes can see. the water is glistening like a mirror, the sky as blue as a baby's eyes, the clouds like a painting, and the trees like giants.
We start gearing up: Shoes, harness, helmet, and tape. I’m ready to climb more than I ever had before. Ready to go, I yell the commands, "Helmet tight, knots tied correctly harness cant be pulled off, shoes on." I start climbing. My fingers on the wall, My legs are stretched across the face, and my mind finding the next move, my fingers burning, my legs shaking but I keep going. There's a certain drive but I can't put a finger on it, it pushes me forward without a second thought. As I get closer and closer to the top, I realize, I’m home.
Hello readers, this is my first post on the site. I'm not in Costa Rica yet, but I wanted to test out the site. I hope you enjoyed reading!