Some days I feel like we are really doing well culturally. (Like after I have correctly labeled a few dozen pencils and markers!) And I start thinking about how we are really fitting in here and adjusting to the culture. I start priding myself on how well I’ve navigated birth here, the school system, even the public hospital; and then this happens!

The day after Guanacaste Day (a holiday here), our school told us to celebrate the kids didn’t need to wear their uniforms to school. But I guess they were meant to wear traditional Costa Rican dress to celebrate the holiday. WHOOPS! Can you tell which kids are the foreigners in this class pic? Oh well…next year…