Sometimes it doesn´t matter where you are...

you just get lonely. I suppose there is something pleasant about that, i suppose it shows that no matter where you go you and your feelings are still there. but at the moment that doesn´t really make me feel better.

i can acknowledge that in this sweet little hostel in the small town of Cahuita along the Costa Rica coast i am incredibly blessed with beauty and safety. so in a foreign country what more could you ask for? i should be happy with this right? and i am quite appreciative...and i am lonely. maybe it is that at this hostel all around me are groups or friends or couples. i am the only solo traveler...which is not new and often times it doesn´t bother me. but tonight, right now...it does.

another day i will write about my border crossing and the hostel excitement that occurred in Bocas. Hostels...they are interesting places, i am surprised no one has written about their experiences working or staying at them because i thing the book would be fascinating and filled with all sorts of crazy, funny, interesting and random stories. maybe someone already has...

well that is all for now. off to figure out dinner- to go out alone or pick up some food to make and eat at the hostel. ah decisions decisions.