Thursday, September 27, 2012

Where everybody knows your name...

Sometimes you want to go
Where everybody knows your name,
and they're always glad you came.
You wanna be where you can see,
our troubles are all the same
You wanna be where everybody knows
Your name.

AKA...Pizza Pata! Our staple corner restaurant in Quepos is a local pizza joint right down the street... (Great for the taste, horrible for the scale!)

As volunteers, we spend a great deal of time there, also because Emilio's, our local coffee shop, is located in the same building. Needless to say, we get to know the locals that work there pretty well.

It was a Thursday night. 4 of my friends last night. First time I've had to say goodbye here to anyone, and I had no idea it meant saying goodbye to people I had grown to consider family. After living together, working together, laughing, crying, and experiencing so many things for the first time together, it was nearly impossible to say our goodbyes.

The guys at Pizza Pata obviously felt the same way, as they threw our fellow volunteers, our friends, our brothers and sisters, a going away party. A pool filled with balloons, some good music and awkward missteps in hilarious salsa lessons, and a night spent amongst friends, made their going away a night to remember.