Club Rotario Heredia

Club Presentations

As part of my role as an ambassador of goodwill, as a Rotary Ambassadorial Scholar, I give presentations to Rotary and non-Rotary audiences. Through these presentations, the idea is to personally help further international understanding by sharing of myself and of my experiences. Talking about my home country and culture allows for further cultural exchange, as when I later return home after my scholarship year, I am also required to visit with Rotary clubs and non-Rotary audiences alike to share about my experiences here in Costa Rica.

Meghan and I thought we better partner-up to share about our home country and our neighboring states--Minnesota and Iowa. Our presentation, entitled Service Above Self in Costa Rica: "Las Megans", shares about the Rotary Ambassadorial Scholarship and why we chose to apply, what we are each studying, if we like Costa Rica (and the answer, of course, is "Si!"), about our families, our home states and where we worked prior to coming to Costa Rica.

The video above captures one such presentation---which was given to the joint meeting of the Rotary and Rotaract clubs of Heredia, the city where we live and study. We have loved getting to know both of these clubs and they have warmly received us. We were honored to be able to share our presentation with them at this special end of the Rotary year meeting, where both club presidents were honored for their exceptional service to their clubs and to the betterment of Rotary and Rotaract in Costa Rica.

After each presentation, it is customary to exchange club flags, Meghan and I each presenting the club flags from our home clubs in the U.S. Hope you enjoyed the video!

Beauty and Butterflies

An afternoon spent enjoying the beauty of nature, in the company of beautiful women friends. A restful refuge we found in INBio Parque, a nature preserve tucked away among the hustle and bustle of Heredia city life, which seeks to conserve Costa Rica's biodiversity. Here we discovered beauty and butterflies and many other lovely creatures.

A beautifully bright-colored caterpillar--every leaf on the tree was covered with these fuzzy little creatures.
New born baby butterflies--we watched in wonder as they left their cocoon homes behind and discovered the movement of their bodies, stretching and using their tiny little legs during their first seconds of life. Truly captivating and wondrous.

Apartamento

As was mentioned in my earlier "Birthday Bash" post, July 2nd was move-in day for Meghan and I--the media pinas are now roommates AND co-renters of an apartmento! The location couldn't be any better--we're just 3.5 blocks from the Universidad Nacional, where we are both studying, and within a few blocks radius we are spoiled with a great little supermarket which also has a Musmanni (mmm!) bakery inside, a gym were we thoroughly enjoy morning spinning or Latin dance classes, a Catholic church, a delightful cafe, rotisserie chicken and Chinese restaurants, and best of all, a great view--on a clear day--of downtown San Jose.

We couldn't have been more blessed with how well we were taken care of by our Rotarian and Rotaract friends. Our apartment is almost entirely furnished by these generous folks, which was such an amazing surprise for us! Don Jorge hooked us up with all the major necessities--and to top it all off, the couches and chairs and dining table chairs are a constant reminder of our Rotary support as the colors coincidentally are blue and gold--the same colors as Rotary International!

Thanks, also, to the support of our Rotary friends, we were able to quickly move in all of our belongings and furniture, as well as get the curtains hung with the crafty talent of our good Rotarian friend Sider.

After all of the on-loan donation of furniture and appliances were received, we only had 2 major purchases to make: a gas stove and a used washing machine. Our wonderful Rotaract buddy, Julio, helped immensely in the purchasing and transportation of both purchases. Sadly to say, however, our very economical purchase of a $50 used washing machine tends to leak more and more with each wash!

Come inside for a look at our apartment!

Welcome to our very blue and very well-used living and dining room space. Yes, the walls were painted blue by the previous renters....thus, coordinating very well with our furniture and curtain donations, as well as our Rotary club banners which are, of course, primarily blue in color! (btw: Meghan and I have already predicted that we will most likely stay far far away from the color blue in future home decorating endeavours.) The view from our dining room table, which heavily doubles as our homework zone, is of the Sacred Heart of Jesus church across the street. Countering the high noise level from the busy road below us are the welcome chiming of the church bells on the hour, every hour.
Our kitchen is small, but we manage well, specializing in quick and tasty meal preparation--what else would you expect from busy graduate students?! Yes we do tend to cook "American style," but there is also regular buying and trying of the wide variety of Costa Rican produce! We love all the fresh fruits and funny looking vegetables we find at the market.

Below is the view from our kitchen window. Unfortunately, this was taken on a not-so-clear day, so you can't see our view of downtown San Jose. But really, it's nice. You can see a bus passing on the busy road below us--if you come and stay with us, as a precautionary warning, it may take a few nights to get adjusted to the noise level! But remember, there are lovely church bells, too! And here's (part of) my bedroom---lots of bright and lots of light! And see how there are not one, but two beds in the room? Come and visit!

Just for kicks, here's my new physical address: 350 north of the National University, In front of the Sacred Heart of Jesus Church, Iguazu Building, Apt. 4, Heredia Costa Rica

However, my MAILING (ooh, I looove mail!) address is:

Megan Nelson

Programa de Intercambio-UNA

c/o Paula Vargas

Apartado 2598-3000

Heredia, Costa Rica

America Central

When my "aunt" came to Costa Rica....

When sharing the exciting news of my friend, Tia's, upcoming visit to Costa Rica, without fail, I received either a big smile or a slightly confused facial expression. You see, in spanish, the word tia means 'aunt.' So, the reactions I received were because either the spanish-speaking individual was amused that my friend's name meant 'aunt' in spanish or because the spanish-speaking individual was rather puzzled about this friend-aunt who was coming to visit me. Is it your friend or your aunt?? Also, in the very family-centric latin culture, it is common to refer to close family friends or extended non-blood relatives as one's tio (uncle) or tia (aunt) as a form of showing affection and respect.And so goes the story of my very first visitor from back home! My dear girlfriend Tiana Toso--who goes by Tia--arrived to Costa Rica to visit not only me but also her older brother, Mike, who was spending a month studying at a school conveniently located just a few kilometers from one of Costa Rica's most beautiful beaches. Thus, Tia's inaugural journey to Central America came with the hopes of soaking up some rays and experiencing the beauty of the beaches of the national park Manuel Antonio, located on the Pacific coast.

Before heading to the coast, however, Tia was welcomed into my host family's home and I got to play tour guide for a few days as I showed Tia around my university city, Heredia, and also the capital, San Jose. And, of course, we strapped on our dancing shoes for a night of salsa and merengue!

My host mom, Gabi, treated Tia to a typical Costa Rican breakfast of gallo pinto, made with salsa Lizano. Tia was a big fan!!And I was treated to tinfulls of homemade monster cookies, sent lovingly by my mom; after 5 months of living without these blessed cookies, they had never tasted so good! Thanks Mom!!

Tia in front of a fountain located in Heredia's central park. Typically in Latin American countries, a plaza/park area--benches, fountains, green space--is located in the center of the town or city and is a place where people of all ages can be found, enjoying a break from the hot sun or a busy day. El Teatro Nacional, or Costa Rica's National Theatre, is one of the most architecturally unique and aesthetically pleasing buildings located in San Jose.

The peninsula of Manuel Antonio is one of my favorite places visited thus far in Costa Rica. It's natural beauty and concentration of wildlife have, of course, been discovered by the masses and have evolved into being one of Central America's most publicized destinations. Luckily, we were arriving at the beginning of the "rainy season", meaning the crowds were fewer and we were consequently blessed with much tranquility and relaxation.We loved seeing some wildlife up close, including lots of monkeys, iguanas and brilliant red-colored crabs, as well as a sloth hanging out high up in a tree.

White-faced monkey!

White-faced monkey!
Another breed of monkeys to be found in the trees of the Manuel Antonio area are black in color and named Howler monkeys. As their name suggests, their vocal animal communication is an important part of their social behavior--most often used for marking their territory and communicating with their mates. The 'howls' are really more like roars and grunts, at first rather startling when never having heard such a thing before. We quickly became fascinated, however, with attempting our best impressions of these silly-sounding creatures. And much to our amusement, our monkey wanna-be attempts were often returned with the real deal. We were communicating with monkeys!! If you ever have the chance to be so lucky, Tia just might share with you a sound and video recording of our madness!

Speaking of madness, there was much MaNgO MaDnEsS as we all enjoyed our daily mango eating at lunch and/or snack time. Tia was especially keen on the mangoes, clearly a pro in the peeling and art of eating this fibrous fruit. A bit messy, as well as a bit comical when the fibrous strings of mango were stuck in teeth or smeared across our faces and noses as Tia is so acutely demonstrating in the photo below.

One of our adventures was traversing the rainforest 'canopy' by zip line! Harnesses and helmets were strapped on, leather gloves as well, and we were set to zip through the tops of the rainforest foliage weeeeeeeeeeee!!!

Tia starting out on the first zip line---so high up and so much fun!! All four of us--Tia's brother Mike, Mike's college roommate Aaron, Me and Tia.

Our time in Manuel Antonio was made complete by a lovely stay at Cabinas Ramirez, a cluster of little "cabins" owned and managed by senor Ramirez, an unforgettable older gentleman who was faithfully over-the-top charming with us ladies as well as continually dressed in all white. And boy were we ever flattered when, prior to our departure, this senor Ramirez got down on one knee and presented Tia and I each with our own flower to remember him by, which he had just seconds before plucked from his garden. See--I wasn't joking about the charm!!

Thanks for the wonderful visit and memories, Tia!!

Birthday + Brother = Big Bash!

This year's July 2nd celebration was made all the better because my favorite big brother, Tobin, had made the trek from Guatemala, where he is living and working, to Costa Rica to see his little sis turn 24 years old! We had a rather full day of the very grown-up feeling activity of moving me into an apartment (look for future blog entry) and were then invited over to my host familia's home, along with my friends Meghan and Juan Carlos, for a yummy birthday dinner. And, of course, for yummy birthday cake as well! Meghan, host family Roy, Gabi and Ariana, birthday girl and Juan Carlos

Although Tobin and I had just a short time here together in Costa Rica before making an unexpected journey home to California to honor and celebrate the life of our Uncle Rod, who we lost suddenly on June 29, we shared some special time together as well as several special reunions.

Nine years after Tobin's month-long stay here in Costa Rica, living with our exchange student, Bernal, and the rest of the Mora family, the two boys were happily reunited, looking even more handsome than they did in their high school days. It was a wonderful reunion and we all loved having a weekend together to catch up, share old memories and make new ones.

Me with my big brothers, Tobin and Bernal

After an especially tasty breakfast of chocolate chip pancakes, one of Bernal's favorite foods during his month of mama Barbara's delicious home cooking!, we met up with another one of the Costa Rican exchange students, Iriving, who spent a month living with a family in Decorah during the same time as Bernal lived with us. What better way to get reacquainted than to head to the nearby Paintball field?! We strapped on our helmets, loaded the paintballs and did our best to get dirty, rolling around in the woods. Here we are, proudly showing off our battle wounds!Our final reunion was also a Decorah one--We met up with our fellow Decorah High School and Valparaiso University graduate, Erica Spilde, and her Costa Rican exchange student brother, Diego, who was part of the same group as Bernal and Irving. The next time we will see Erica will most likely be back in Iowa, as she has moved home to the U.S. after living and working in Costa Rica for the past two and a half years. I miss her already!

Walk walk walkin' la Romeria

Each year on August 1 and 2, an estimated one million men, women, and children arrive to the Cartago's remarkably beautiful Basilica de Nuestra Senora de Los Angeles--the holiest shrine in Costa Rica. Arriving by foot, in wheelchair, on horseback, by running, or even by being pushed in a stroller as is the case for the littlest ones, this pilgrimage can take hours, days, or even weeks, depending on your starting point. For most, it is an approx. 22 km walk from the capital of San Jose; for others it is days of walking from the northern or southern most parts of the country; and still, for others, it can take up to a week to arrive to Cartago from neighboring countries Nicaragua and Panama.

I decided I better slip on my tennis shoes and set out from San Jose for an estimated 3.5 hr walk alongside of two lovely sisters, Maria and Aurita, who have taken part in the pilgrimage the last handful of years. Aurita and Maria as we began our pilgrimage walk

I appreciated these helpful reminder kilometer markers, so I always kept a look out for them. Maria, however, didn't appreciate them nor my pointing them out.

Why all this walking?? Just as the Virgin of Guadalupe is the patron saint for the country of Mexico, "La Negrita" (the Black Virgin) is Costa Rica's representation of the Virgin Mary. On August 2, 1635, the small statue of the virgin was found at the site of the basillica by a native woman. As the story goes, when this woman tried to take the statuette with her, it miraculously reappeared back where she'd found it. Twice. Finally, she and the other townspeople gave up and built a shrine there where La Negrita had originally been found. In 1824, the statuette was declared Costa Rica's Patron Saint and thus began the annual pilgrimage where people from all corners of the country and beyond come to say their most serious prayers on bent knees.

When one arrives at the church, you have two options: de pie or de rodillas. You can enter in standing or on your knees. The pews have been cleared from the entire church and the center aisle is reserved for those entering in on their knees. All shuffle, or scoot, slowly past the gold-leafed rendition of the original black stone statuette.
Thousands choose to enter into the church on their knees, a humbling action of reverance toward the Virgin. Many pray quietly outloud as they are making their way toward the statuette, and then make the sign of the cross when in front of her.

Below is a picture of the thousands and thousands of others who were arriving to the basilica at the same time as we were.
Although I was raised in a predominantly Protestant Christian nation where such annual pilgrimages are not part of the religion nor the culture, I am continuously humbled by the devoutedness of Catholics in Latin America. There is such a fascinating meshing of religion and culture, which becomes a way of being or way of life, a set of every-day traditions and customs.

Perhaps merely practical, or perhaps unfortunate, most all of the walk has become rather commercialized, in that there is always available food and drink of all kinds, many items for sale--jewelry, purses, sunglasses, flip flops, toys, as well as free handouts from candy companies. Massages can be received along the way. It was rather amusing to me just how fascinated these walking folks seem to be with their equivalent brand of IcyHot! Every so often you'd see pairs or families stopped along the side of the road, applying IcyHot to each other's legs and feet. Hey, at least it smelled nice!

So, as much as it seemed like a big party in some ways--or rather a festive event--there was an undeniable sense of reverance and devotion, of faithful belief and hope for the miraculous.